I'm in my rearview... I can see a clearer of you.. (Konvict, Kon...) (This is the remix!) I see you waiting, I know you it...
[Hook: (Chamillionaire)] I see them watching, waiting, For an to ride up on me, Hopin' they roll up on me, cuz today I'm ridin' dirty, And if they me I might be going to jail tonight! I see watching, and waiting, For an to ride up on me, Hopin' they roll up on me, cuz today I'm ridin' dirty, (Cheah!) And if they stop me I be going to jail tonight! (C'mon!)
1: Chamillionaire] I got twenty in my pocket and, I'm riding round with my pockets crammed, You the one that got the contraband, you that like you in Amsterdam, Before I know it, I see them sirens, I'm over, "Hey, we just ridin'!", "Don't talk back, be no violence, just shut up and sit in your seat in silence", Now the police is searching who, they me and then they searching you, They smell the breeze and you smell trees, cuz you hit the blunt, and you hit the purple too, Now the lie is irreversible, cuz you told them we was riding clean, They question you but they question me yet, I'm thinking the police ain't find a thing, (Yup) Standing on the side of the freeway, wishing would just hurry up, And I can see him walkin' up to me like he put me up in 'em cuffs, I turn around and I look at you, and you away like you feelin' sick, I'm going to jail for what I didn't commit, I must that I hate a snitch...
[Hook: I see them watching, waiting, For an to ride up on me, Hopin' they don't up on me, cuz today I'm ridin' dirty, And if stop me I might be going to jail tonight! I see watching, and waiting, For an to ride up on me, Hopin' they don't roll up on me, cuz today I'm dirty, And if they stop me I be going to jail tonight!
2: Chamillionaire] Ever since they heard the song 'Ridin Dirty', the world been listening, I'm glad you heard me, Some cops that representing the badge assure me, every cop ain't bad or tryna me, A year later, after 'White 'n Nerdy', on the grind, still tryin', flyin' birdies, That stuff in your cuff drivin' swervy, ridin' dirty like a vehicle inside the Derby, A inspired by UGK, and the rest inspired by the life I'm living, Seen that Impala, he was drunk and that's when I saw the red go get him, And it's ironic that during the chase, he Chase, and this kid was Christian, Movin' went across the street and unfortunately the car didn't miss him, And now the family is soon to know, that they have to do another funeral, The angels ain't singing to your tune no more, don't move too fast, baby, it slow... Cuz one day in here, baby... Next you know, Next thing you know, everything you to move don't move no mo'!
[Hook: (Chamillionaire)] I see watching, they waiting, For an oppurtunity to up on me, Hopin' they don't roll up on me, cuz today I'm dirty, And if they stop me I might be to jail tonight! I see watching, and waiting, For an oppurtunity to up on me, (This is not a movie, it's real life!) they don't roll up on me, cuz today I'm ridin' dirty, And if they me I might be going to jail tonight!
It's real life... It just a song, it's a message.... Nobody ever opens their 'till someone gets killed... Rest In to Sean Bell.... man!