Ridin
Chamillionaire [Ft. Krayzie Bone] Lyrics


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They see me rollin'
They hatin'
Patrolling and tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty
Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty
Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty
Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty
Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty
My music's so loud
I'm swangin'
They hopin that they gonna catch me ridin' dirty
Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty
Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty
Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty
Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty

Police think they can see me lean
I'm tint so it ain't easy to be seen
When you see me ride by they can see the glean
And my shine on the deck and the TV screen
Ride with a new chick, she like "hold up"
Next to the Playstation controller is a full clip and my pistola
Turn a jacker into a coma
Girl you ain't know, I'm crazy like Krayzie Bone
Just tryin' to bone, ain't tryin' to have no babies
Rock clean as hell so I pull in ladies
Laws on patrolling and you know they hate me
Music turned all the way up until the maximum
I can speak for some niggas tryin' to jack for some
But we packin' somethin' that we have
And um will have a nigga locked up in the maximum
Security cell, I'm grippin' oak
Music loud and tippin' slow
Twin steady twistin' like hit this dough
Police pull up right behind and it's in his throat
Windows down gotta stop pollution
Cd's change niggas like who is that producing?
This the Play-N-Skills when we out and cruisin'
Got warrants in every city except Houston, but I'm still ain't losin'

They see me rollin'
They hatin'
Patrolling and tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty
Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty
Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty
Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty
Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty

My music's so loud
I'm swangin'
They hopin' that they gonna catch me ridin' dirty
Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty
Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty
Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty
Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty

I been drinkin' and smokin' holdin' shit 'cause a brother can't focus
I gotta get to home 'fore the po po's scope this big ol' Excursion
Swerving all up in the curve man
Nigga been sippin' on that Hennessey
And the gin again is in again, we in the wind
Doin' a hundred while I puff on the blunt
And rollin' another one up, we livin' like we ain't givin' a fuck
I got a revolver in my right hand, 40 oz on my lap freezing my balls
Roll a nigga tree, green leaves and all
Comin' pretty deep, me and my dogs
I gotta get to backstreets
Wanted by the six pound and I got heat
Glock glock shots to the block, we creep creep
Pop Pop, hope cops don't see me, on a low key
With no regards for the law, we dodge ,em like fuck em all
But I won't get caught up and brought up on charges for none of y'all
Keep a gun in car, and a blunt to spark
But well if you want, nigga you poppin, dark
Ready or not we bust shots off in the air, Krayzie Bone and Chamillionaire

They see me rollin'
They hatin'
Patrolling and tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty
Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty
Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty
Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty
Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty

My music's so loud
I'm swangin'
They hopin' that they gonna catch me ridin' dirty
Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty
Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty
Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty
Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty

Do what you thinkin' so, I tried to let you go
Turn up a blink of light and I swang it slower
A nigga upset for sure
'Cause they think they know that they catchin' me
With plenty of the drink and 'dro
So they get behind me tryin' to check my tags
Look at my rear-view and they smilin'
Thinkin' they'll catch me on the wrong well keep tryin'
'Cause they denyin' that it's racial profiling
Houston, TX you can check my tags
Pull me over try to check my slab
Glove compartment gotta get my cash
'Cause the crooked cops try to come up fast
And been a baller that I am I talk to them
Giving a damn 'bout not feeling my attitude
When they realize I ain't even ridin' dirty
Bet you'll be leavin' with an even madder mood
I'mma laugh at you and then I'mma have to cruise
I'm in number two on some more DJ Screw
You can't arrest me plus you can't sue
This a message to the laws tellin' them WE HATE YOU
I can't be touched or tell 'em that they shoulda known
Tippin' down, sittin' crooked on my chrome
Bookin' my phone, tryin' to find a chick I wanna bone
Like they couldn't stop me, I'm about to pull up at your home and it's on

They see me rollin'
They hatin'
Patrolling and tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty
Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty
Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty
Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty
Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty

My music's so loud
I'm swangin'
They hopin' that they gonna catch me ridin' dirty
Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty
Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty
Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty
Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty

They see me rollin'
They hatin'
Patrolling and tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty
Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty
Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty
Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty
Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty

My music's so loud
I'm swangin'
They hopin' that they gonna catch me ridin' dirty
Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty
Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty




Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty
Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty

Overall Meaning

Chamillionaire's hit song "Ridin'" featuring Krayzie Bone is a catchy tune that speaks about the challenges of being a Black man driving down the street while being regularly stopped by the police. The repetitive chorus "They see me rollin', they hatin', trying to catch me ridin' dirty" represents Chamillionaire's observation of being watched by law enforcement on the road, targeting him as a "criminal" for no reason, just because of his ethnicity. Chamillionaire paints the picture of a stereotypical police force that's eager to arrest people of color ("laws on patrolling and you know they hate me") and the struggle of trying to avoid confrontation with them.


The lyrics tell more of Chamillionaire's stories, including looking for a love interest and carrying illegal weaponry. The way he switches between a hopeless romantic tone and a somewhat violent and threatening attitude lines up with the idea of him looking for a release from the realities of driving while Black. The song's message is both socially conscious and subtly confrontational, and it speaks about the problems of racial profiling and police brutality that are still present in the United States today.


Line by Line Meaning

They see me rollin'
People notice me driving my car


They hatin'
Others are envious of me


Patrolling and tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty
Police officers are actively monitoring me for any criminal activity


My music's so loud
The volume of my music is very high


I'm swangin'
I am driving recklessly


They hopin that they gonna catch me ridin' dirty
The police are hoping to catch me breaking the law


Police think they can see me lean
The officers believe that I am leaning in my car


I'm tint so it ain't easy to be seen
My car windows are darkly tinted, making it hard for the police to see inside


When you see me ride by they can see the glean
Despite my darkly tinted windows, the shine of my car can still be seen


And my shine on the deck and the TV screen
There is a lot of shiny metal on my car's dashboard and a TV screen


Ride with a new chick, she like "hold up"
The woman I am with is surprised or impressed with my car


Next to the Playstation controller is a full clip and my pistola
There is a gun and ammunition sitting next to my gaming console


Turn a jacker into a coma
I am prepared to violently defend myself or my car against anyone who tries to steal or rob me


Girl you ain't know, I'm crazy like Krayzie Bone
I am willing to do whatever it takes to protect myself and stay out of trouble


Just tryin' to bone, ain't tryin' to have no babies
I am only interested in having casual sex and not starting a family


Rock clean as hell so I pull in ladies
My car is very attractive to women


Laws on patrolling and you know they hate me
The police specifically target me for being a troublemaker


Music turned all the way up until the maximum
My music is playing as loud as it can go


I can speak for some niggas tryin' to jack for some
I can understand why some would try to steal from me


But we packin' somethin' that we have
I carry weapons for protection


And um will have a nigga locked up in the maximum
If the police catch me with my weapons, I will likely be sent to prison


Security cell, I'm grippin' oak
If I am arrested, I will be in a heavily guarded cell


Music loud and tippin' slow
My music is still playing loudly, but I am driving more slowly now


Twin steady twistin' like hit this dough
The rims on my car are spinning quickly


Police pull up right behind and it's in his throat
The police are very close to catching me


Windows down gotta stop pollution
I am rolling down my windows to reduce the amount of pollution produced by my car


Cd's change niggas like who is that producing?
People are surprised by the variety of music I am playing


This the Play-N-Skills when we out and cruisin'
I am listening to a particular group, Play-N-Skills, while I am driving


Got warrants in every city except Houston, but I'm still ain't losin'
There are warrants out for my arrest in nearly every city except for Houston, but I am not worried about getting caught


They hopin' that they gonna catch me ridin' dirty
The police are still hoping to catch me breaking the law


I been drinkin' and smokin' holdin' shit 'cause a brother can't focus
I have been drinking and smoking and now I am having trouble focusing on driving


I gotta get to home 'fore the po po's scope this big ol' Excursion
I need to get home before the police find me driving my large SUV with tinted windows


Swerving all up in the curve man
I am driving dangerously, swerving all over the road


Nigga been sippin' on that Hennessey
I have been drinking Hennessy, a type of alcoholic beverage


And the gin again is in again, we in the wind
I have switched to gin and I am driving fast


Doin' a hundred while I puff on the blunt
I am driving at a speed of 100 miles per hour while smoking a blunt, or a marijuana cigarette


And rollin' another one up, we livin' like we ain't givin' a fuck
I am rolling another blunt and living carelessly


I got a revolver in my right hand, 40 oz on my lap freezing my balls
I am holding a gun in my right hand and a bottle of beer on my lap, even though it is very cold


Roll a nigga tree, green leaves and all
I am rolling a joint with marijuana leaves, stems, and twigs


Comin' pretty deep, me and my dogs
I have a group of friends with me


I gotta get to backstreets
I want to avoid busy roads and traffic


Wanted by the six pound and I got heat
The police are looking for me and I have a weapon


Glock glock shots to the block, we creep creep
I am firing shots from my Glock gun while driving slowly through the neighborhood


Pop Pop, hope cops don't see me, on a low key
The sound of gunshots has me worried that the police will hear me and catch me


With no regards for the law, we dodge ,em like fuck em all
I do not care about obeying the law and try to dodge the police whenever I can


But I won't get caught up and brought up on charges for none of y'all
I will not get arrested and charged for any of you or your actions


Keep a gun in car, and a blunt to spark
I always carry a gun and a marijuana cigarette in my car


But well if you want, nigga you poppin, dark
But if you want to rob me, you are putting your life at risk


Ready or not we bust shots off in the air, Krayzie Bone and Chamillionaire
If necessary, we are prepared to shoot our guns into the air


Do what you thinkin' so, I tried to let you go
If you are thinking of robbing me, I tried to warn you to back off


Turn up a blink of light and I swang it slower
I am turning up my blinker and driving more slowly


A nigga upset for sure
Someone is most likely upset or angry with me


'Cause they think they know that they catchin' me
The police are confident that they will catch me doing something illegal


With plenty of the drink and 'dro
I have plenty of alcohol and marijuana in my car


So they get behind me tryin' to check my tags
The police are following me and trying to look at my license plates


Look at my rear-view and they smilin'
The police are able to see my face in the rear-view mirror and are enjoying the chase


Thinkin' they'll catch me on the wrong well keep tryin'
The police are optimistic that they will catch me doing something wrong, but I am confident that I will not get caught


'Cause they denyin' that it's racial profiling
The police insist that they are not targeting me because of my race


Houston, TX you can check my tags
I am from Houston and have nothing to hide on my license plates


Pull me over try to check my slab
The police are following me and want to inspect my car (slab is a term for a customized car)


Glove compartment gotta get my cash
I keep my money in the glove compartment and need to retrieve it


'Cause the crooked cops try to come up fast
I need to get my money before the dishonest police officers try to steal it


And been a baller that I am I talk to them
I am confident and talk back to the police officers


Giving a damn 'bout not feeling my attitude
I do not care if the police do not like my attitude


When they realize I ain't even ridin' dirty
When the police discover that I am not breaking the law in any way


Bet you'll be leavin' with an even madder mood
The police officers will be even more upset when they cannot catch me doing something illegal


I'mma laugh at you and then I'mma have to cruise
I will laugh at the police and then leave the scene


I'm in number two on some more DJ Screw
I am listening to music by DJ Screw and am currently on the second track (number two)


You can't arrest me plus you can't sue
The police cannot arrest or sue me for anything


This a message to the laws tellin' them WE HATE YOU
I am sending a message to the police that I despise them


I can't be touched or tell 'em that they shoulda known
The police cannot catch me and I will not tell them that they should have anticipated my actions


Tippin' down, sittin' crooked on my chrome
My car is sitting at an angle with shiny metal showing


Bookin' my phone, tryin' to find a chick I wanna bone
I am looking at my phone to try and find a woman that I want to have sex with


Like they couldn't stop me, I'm about to pull up at your home and it's on
As if the police could not stop me, I am planning to pull up at someone's house and cause trouble




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Juan Salinas, Oscar Salinas, Anthony Henderson, Hakeem Seriki

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@GameQ0

It’s 2020 and that still ain’t a PlayStation controller

@MrLDrago3

Lol I never noticed that until I read your comment and then paused the video to check.

@jasonmullins1328

Yea

@issacodah

i noticed it while watching just now lmao

@thisisntsergio1352

Bruh it makes me so happy somebody caught this just 3 days ago.

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