Chamillionaire, Krayzie Bone - Riding Dirty I been drinkin\u0027 and smokin\u0027 Holy shit \u0027cause I really can\u0027t focus I gotta get it home \u0027fore the po-po\u0027s scope this big ol\u0027 Excurs\u0027 Just swerved, all up in the curve and Nigga been sippin\u0027 on that Hennessey and the gin again It\u0027s in again, we in the wind Doin\u0027 a hundred while I puff on the blunt And rollin\u0027 another one up, we livin\u0027 like we ain\u0027t givin\u0027 a fuck I got a blunt up in my right hand 40-ounce on my lap freezin\u0027 my balls Roll another tree, green leaves and all Comin\u0027 pretty deep, me and my dogs Yo, I gotta hit the back streets Wonderin\u0027 \u0027bout the six pounds and I got heat Glock, Glock shots to the block, we creep creep Pop-pop, hope cops don\u0027t see me, on the low key With no regard for the law, we dodge \u0027em like, \u0022Fuck \u0027em all\u0022 But I won\u0027t get caught up and brought up on charges for none of y\u0027all Keep a gun in car, and a blunt to spark Roll it up if you want, and get it poppin\u0027, dawg Ready or not, we bust shots off in the air, Krayzie Bone and Chamillionaire They see me rollin\u0027 They hatin\u0027 Patrollin\u0027 and tryna catch me ridin\u0027 dirty Tryna catch me ridin\u0027 dirty Tryna catch me ridin\u0027 dirty Tryna catch me ridin\u0027 dirty Tryna catch me ridin\u0027 dirty My music\u0027s so loud I\u0027m swangin\u0027 They hopin\u0027 that they gon\u0027 catch me ridin\u0027 dirty Tryna catch me ridin\u0027 dirty Tryna catch me ridin\u0027 dirty Tryna catch me ridin\u0027 dirty Tryna catch me ridin\u0027 dirty