Ridin
Krayzie Bone Lyrics


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They see me rollin'
They hatin'
Patrollin' and tryna catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me ridin' dirty
My music's so loud
I'm swangin'
They hopin' that they gon' catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me ridin' dirty

Grindin' to see if 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 gleam
And my shine on the deck and the TV screen
And I'm ridin' 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
Ride clean as hell so I pull in ladies
Law's on patrol, 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 for 'em
Will have a nigga locked up in the maximum
Security cell, I'm grippin' oak (oak)
Music loud and tippin' slow (slow)
Twin's steady twistin' like, "Hit this though"
Police pull up right behind and it's in his throat
The windows down, gotta stop pollution
CD change, niggas like, "Who is that producing?"
This the Play-N-Skillz 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'
Patrollin' and tryna catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me ridin' dirty
My music's so loud
I'm swangin'
They hopin' that they gon' catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me ridin' dirty

I been drinkin' and smokin'
Holy shit 'cause I really can't focus
I gotta get it home 'fore the po-po's scope this big ol' Excurs'
Just swerved, all up in the curve and
Nigga been sippin' on that Hennessey and the gin again
It's 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 blunt up in my right hand
40-ounce on my lap freezin' my balls
Roll another tree, green leaves and all
Comin' pretty deep, me and my dogs
Yo, I gotta hit the back streets
Wonderin' 'bout the six pounds and I got heat
Glock, Glock shots to the block, we creep creep
Pop-pop, hope cops don't see me, on the low key
With no regard 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
Roll it up if you want, and get it poppin', dawg
Ready or not, we bust shots off in the air, Krayzie Bone and Chamillionaire

They see me rollin'
They hatin'
Patrollin' and tryna catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me ridin' dirty
My music's so loud
I'm swangin'
They hopin' that they gon' catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me ridin' dirty

Now would you think it's so? I tried to let you go
Turn on my blinker light and then I swang it slow
And they upset for sho', 'cause they think they know
That they catchin' me with plenty of the drank 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' (keep tryin')
'Cause they denyin' that it's racial profilin'
Houston, Texas, you can check my tags (tags)
Pull me over try to check my slab (slab)
Glove compartment, gotta get my cash
'Cause the crooked cops try to come up fast
And bein' the baller that I am, I talk to them
Givin' a damn about 'em not feelin' my attitude
When they realize I ain't even ridin' dirty
Bet you'll be leavin' with an even madder mood
I'ma laugh at you and then I have to cruise
Jammin' number two on some old DJ Screw
You can't arrest me, plus you can't sue
This a message to the laws tell 'em, "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, findin' a chick I wanna bone
Like they couldn't stop me, I'm 'bout to pull up at your home, and it's on

They see me rollin'
They hatin'
Patrollin' and tryna catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me ridin' dirty
My music's so loud
I'm swangin'
They hopin' that they gon' catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me ridin' dirty

They see me rollin'
They hatin'
Patrollin' and tryna catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me ridin' dirty
My music's so loud
I'm swangin'
They hopin' that they gon' catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me ridin' dirty
Tryna catch me ridin' dirty

(Oh shit, damn man)
(Goddamn nigga)
(Damn, my arm, nigga, my arm stuck in the wheel)
(Damn, man, I done spilled my drink, man)
(My bad, I was tryna take a picture of that broad with my picture phone)
(And my hand slipped off the wheel)
(Dang, man)
(Are y'all alright?)
(I can't get the door open, man) (do y'all need a doctor?)




(Call the doctor, I need another prescription)
(Damn, I done spilled my drink)

Overall Meaning

Krayzie Bone's "Ridin'" is a rap hit that references police harassment, profiling and racial discrimination. The song opens to the chorus, where the artist points out that police keep watching him. Despite his efforts to avoid, they are still pursuing him. Krayzie then describes his lifestyle, how he keeps his music loud and swerves while driving. He talks about cruising with a new partner, and he has a gun for protection purposes. He emphasizes he is not looking for children, only intimacy. In the second verse, Krayzie points out that he is driving under the influence of alcohol, making him unable to focus, and his vision is blurred; he then tries to rush back home before the police spot him. He may seem reckless, but he believes this is how life ought to be lived. Krayzie then calls out the police for giving him a hard time because of his skin color. They keep tailgating him, and he argues it's not a way to maintain peace in the city. The artist then stresses that he cannot be arrested and has nothing to lose; they are never going to catch him riding dirty.


Line by Line Meaning

They see me rollin'
People notice and observe me as I am driving


They hatin'
They feel jealous and resentful towards me


Patrollin' and tryna catch me ridin' dirty
The police are actively searching and attempting to catch me driving with illegal substances or activities


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


I'm swangin'
I am driving my vehicle in a swerving and stylish manner


They hopin' that they gon' catch me ridin' dirty
The police are hoping to successfully catch me engaging in illegal activities while driving


Grindin' to see if they can see me lean
The police are closely observing me to determine if I am driving while under the influence


I'm tint, so it ain't easy to be seen
My windows are heavily tinted, making it difficult for others to see inside my vehicle


When you see me ride by, they can see the gleam
When people see me driving past, they can see the shine and attractiveness of my vehicle


And my shine on the deck and the TV screen
The illuminated deck and TV screen in my vehicle display a bright and eye-catching aesthetic


And I'm ridin' with a new chick, she like, 'Hold up'
I am currently driving with a new romantic partner, and she requests a moment to pause


Next to the PlayStation controller
She is positioned beside the PlayStation controller in my vehicle


Is a full clip and my pistola
I have a fully loaded gun and a handgun with me


Turn a jacker into a coma
I have the ability to incapacitate and harm someone attempting to steal or rob from me


Girl you ain't know, I'm crazy like Krayzie Bone
My actions and mindset exhibit a level of craziness and unpredictability similar to that of Krayzie Bone


Just tryin' to bone, ain't tryin' to have no babies
I am only interested in engaging in casual sexual activities rather than having a committed relationship or starting a family


Ride clean as hell so I pull in ladies
My well-maintained and attractive vehicle attracts and impresses women


Law's on patrol, and you know they hate me
The police are actively patrolling the area and strongly dislike me


Music turned all the way up until the maximum
The volume of my music is at the highest level possible


I can speak for some niggas tryin' to jack for some
I can relate to individuals attempting to steal or rob from others


But we packin' somethin' that we have for 'em
However, we are carrying weapons that we can use against them in self-defense


Will have a nigga locked up in the maximum
Those who try to harm or rob us may end up being incarcerated for an extended period of time


Security cell, I'm grippin' oak (oak)
If caught, the authorities will imprison me in a maximum-security cell, and I have a firm grip on the steering wheel made of oak wood


Music loud and tippin' slow (slow)
My music is blasting at a high volume while I drive at a slow and leisurely pace


Twin's steady twistin' like, 'Hit this though'
I am continuously twisting and rolling up cannabis cigars, suggesting others should also partake


Police pull up right behind and it's in his throat
Suddenly, the police appear and are directly behind my vehicle, causing tension and worry


The windows down, gotta stop pollution
I lower the windows to prevent the buildup of harmful air pollutants


CD change, niggas like, 'Who is that producing?'
I switch CDs in my car stereo, prompting others to wonder about the identity of the music producer


This the Play-N-Skillz when we out and cruisin'
The music playing is by Play-N-Skillz, and it enhances the experience as we drive around


Got warrants in every city except Houston, but I'm still ain't losin'
I have outstanding arrest warrants in various cities, excluding Houston, but I remain confident and unfazed


I been drinkin' and smokin'
I have been consuming alcoholic beverages and smoking substances


Holy shit 'cause I really can't focus
I am experiencing a heightened state of intoxication that impairs my ability to concentrate


I gotta get it home 'fore the po-po's scope this big ol' Excurs'
I must safely return to my residence before the police notice and investigate my large Ford Excursion vehicle


Just swerved, all up in the curve and
I dangerously maneuvered my vehicle, nearly hitting the curb


Nigga been sippin' on that Hennessey and the gin again
I have been drinking both Hennessey cognac and gin once more


It's in again, we in the wind
Alcohol consumption is in full swing, and we are driving recklessly


Doin' a hundred while I puff on the blunt
I am driving at a high speed of one hundred miles per hour as I smoke a marijuana cigar


And rollin' another one up, we livin' like we ain't givin' a fuck
We continue to roll and smoke more marijuana cigars, living our lives without concerns or consequences


I got a blunt up in my right hand
I am holding a marijuana cigar in my right hand


40-ounce on my lap freezin' my balls
A bottle of malt liquor is resting on my lap, chilling my testicles


Roll another tree, green leaves and all
We proceed to roll another marijuana cigar with the cannabis leaves intact


Comin' pretty deep, me and my dogs
I am accompanied by a large group of close friends


Yo, I gotta hit the back streets
I feel the need to drive through the less-traveled roads


Wonderin' 'bout the six pounds and I got heat
I am contemplating the presence of six pounds of cannabis and ensuring I have a firearm for protection


Glock, Glock shots to the block, we creep creep
We are armed with Glock pistols, ready to cause harm and move discreetly through the neighborhood


Pop-pop, hope cops don't see me, on the low key
Gunshots may be fired, but I hope the police do not notice, as we are attempting to remain secretive


With no regard for the law, we dodge 'em like, 'Fuck 'em all'
We completely disregard and avoid the authorities, displaying a rebellious attitude towards them


But I won't get caught up and brought up on charges for none of y'all
I am determined not to be arrested or face legal charges for the actions of those around me


Keep a gun in car, and a blunt to spark
I always have a firearm inside my vehicle, along with a marijuana cigar to enjoy


Roll it up if you want, and get it poppin', dawg
If desired, I can roll a marijuana cigar for anyone and initiate the smoking session


Ready or not, we bust shots off in the air, Krayzie Bone and Chamillionaire
Whether others are prepared or not, we fire gunshots into the air, indicating our presence and partnership as Krayzie Bone and Chamillionaire


Now would you think it's so? I tried to let you go
You should reconsider your previous assumptions. I attempted to distance myself from your expectations


Turn on my blinker light and then I swang it slow
I activated my vehicle's turn signal and proceeded to make a slow, stylish turn


And they upset for sho', 'cause they think they know
Others are undoubtedly annoyed because they believe they have accurate knowledge and understanding


That they catchin' me with plenty of the drank and dro
They believe they are catching me in possession of a significant amount of alcoholic beverages and drugs


So they get behind me tryin' to check my tags
Therefore, they follow behind me in an attempt to inspect and verify my license plate information


Look at my rear-view and they smilin'
I glance at my rear-view mirror and notice them wearing a smug smile


Thinkin' they'll catch me on the wrong well keep tryin'
Believing they will successfully apprehend me in a compromising situation, they continue their efforts


'Cause they denyin' that it's racial profilin'
Despite clear evidence, they refuse to acknowledge that their actions constitute racial profiling


Houston, Texas, you can check my tags
I confidently declare that the authorities in Houston, Texas can inspect and verify my license plates


Pull me over try to check my slab
The police may stop me in an attempt to inspect my stylish and customized car


Glove compartment, gotta get my cash
I quickly reach into the glove compartment to retrieve my money


'Cause the crooked cops try to come up fast
Knowing that corrupt police officers attempt to accumulate wealth quickly and unlawfully


And bein' the baller that I am, I talk to them
As the successful individual that I am, I confidently communicate and interact with them


Givin' a damn about 'em not feelin' my attitude
I do not care about their negative opinion of my behavior and demeanor


When they realize I ain't even ridin' dirty
Their perception changes when they realize that I am not engaging in illegal activities while driving


Bet you'll be leavin' with an even madder mood
I predict that they will become even more furious and frustrated


I'ma laugh at you and then I have to cruise
I will mock them and then swiftly drive away


Jammin' number two on some old DJ Screw
I am currently enjoying and playing track number two from an old DJ Screw's music compilation


You can't arrest me, plus you can't sue
The authorities have no grounds to arrest or legally pursue me


This a message to the laws tell 'em, 'We hate you'
I want to make it clear to the police that we strongly dislike and resent their presence and authority


I can't be touched or tell 'em that they shoulda known
They cannot harm me or claim they were not aware of my capabilities


Tippin' down, sittin' crooked on my chrome
As I drive, my vehicle tilts downwards and sits at an angle, displaying my shiny chrome rims


Bookin' my phone, findin' a chick I wanna bone
I browse my phone's contact list, searching for a woman with whom I desire to engage in sexual activities


Like they couldn't stop me, I'm 'bout to pull up at your home, and it's on
As if they had no power to prevent it, I am about to arrive at your residence, and a confrontation is inevitable


Oh shit, damn man
Expressing surprise or frustration


Goddamn nigga
Using the phrase to emphasize frustration or annoyance


Damn, my arm, nigga, my arm stuck in the wheel
Speaking out in distress because my arm is trapped or caught in the steering wheel


Damn, man, I done spilled my drink, man
Exclaiming in disappointment because I accidentally spilled my drink


My bad, I was tryna take a picture of that broad with my picture phone
Apologizing for the disruption because I was attempting to capture a photo of an attractive woman using my camera phone


And my hand slipped off the wheel
Explaining the reason for the incident by revealing that my hand accidentally slipped off the steering wheel


Dang, man
Expressing mild frustration or annoyance


Are y'all alright?
Inquiring about the well-being of those present


I can't get the door open, man
Frustratedly mentioning that I am unable to open the car door


Do y'all need a doctor?
Inquiring if medical assistance is required


Call the doctor, I need another prescription
Requesting for someone to contact a doctor to obtain another medical prescription


Damn, I done spilled my drink
Expressing disappointment over accidentally spilling the drink




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Hakeem T. Seriki, Anthony Henderson, Juan Carlos Jr. Salinas, Oscar Edward Salinas

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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.

@Yuyu-yx7wd

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@hothands4882

12 years later, if you're watching this you're a legend.

R.I.P Tommy Lister you will never be forgotten.

@maturediego

You know it

@maturediego

I thought it was only me

@atlantic7416

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