I'm in my rearview... I can see a clearer of you.. (Konvict, Kon...) (This is the remix!) I see you waiting, I you hate it...
[Hook: (Chamillionaire)] 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 they stop me I 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, (Cheah!) And if they me I might be going to jail tonight! (C'mon!)
[Verse 1: I got twenty grand in my 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, won't be no violence, just shut up and sit in your in silence", Now the police is searching who, they searching me and 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 ain't question me yet, I'm thinking the police ain't a thing, (Yup) Standing on the side of the freeway, wishing they would hurry up, And I can see him walkin' up to me like he put me up in 'em cuffs, I turn around and I at you, and you turn away like you feelin' sick, I'm going to for what I didn't commit, I must admit that I hate a snitch...
[Hook: I see watching, they waiting, For an to ride up on me, Hopin' don't roll up on me, cuz today I'm ridin' dirty, And if they stop me I might be to jail tonight! I see watching, and waiting, For an to ride up on me, they don't roll up on me, cuz today I'm ridin' dirty, And if stop me I might be going to jail tonight!
2: Chamillionaire] Ever since they heard the song 'Ridin Dirty', the whole world been listening, I'm 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, tryin', still flyin' birdies, That in your cuff still drivin' swervy, ridin' dirty like a vehicle inside the Derby, A little by UGK, and the rest inspired by the life I'm living, Seen that Impala, he was and that's when I saw the red lights go get him, And it's ironic that during the chase, he Chase, and this kid was Christian, Movin' target went across the street and unfortunately the car didn't him, And now the family is soon to know, that they have to do another funeral, The angels ain't to your tune no more, don't move too fast, baby, move it slow... Cuz one day in here, baby... thing you know, Next thing you know, you used to move don't move no mo'!
[Hook: (Chamillionaire)] I see them watching, waiting, For an oppurtunity to 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 oppurtunity to ride up on me, (This is not a movie, it's life!) Hopin' they don't roll up on me, cuz I'm ridin' dirty, And if they stop me I be going to jail tonight!
It's real life... It just a song, it's a message.... Nobody ever opens eyes 'till someone gets killed... In Peace to Sean Bell.... man!