Ridin'

Chamillionaire

Score: 59
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Played: 649

Album:

Heavy Beatz

Released: 22 Aug 2009

Wiki:

"Ridin'" (or Ridin' Dirty) is the second single from Chamillionaire's album, The Sound of Revenge, and features a guest rap by Krayzie Bone. Its title is often incorrectly assumed to be "Ridin' Dirty" due to the chorus. The lyrics concern racial profiling and police brutality, as well as the stereotyping of African Americans driving a vehicle with drugs or other contraband on the inside ("riding dirty"). The music video attempts to create a sense of the police abusing their powers despite the singer admitting to various crimes including driving under the influence, juxtaposing police actions with wrestling scenes to show how the police allegedly treat suspects. The music video, filmed in Dallas, Texas, also has cameo appearances by Tom Lister Jr., Wish Bone, Layzie Bone, Play-N-Skillz, Chingo Bling, OG Ron C, Big Tuck, and Chamillionaire's younger brother Rasaq. Ridin' was awarded "Best Rap Performance by a Duo or Group" at the 49th Annual Grammy Awards. It was also nominated for Best Rap Song. It became number one in December on the Piczo Chart 3 months after its physical release. The song also topped the Billboard Hot 100 in the U.S. for two weeks, and peaked at number 2 on the UK Singles Chart when it was released there. The song ranked #3 on Rolling Stone's "100 Best Songs of 2006". It was the best selling ringtone in 2006, with 3.2 million sales, certified by the RIAA as the first multi-platinum Mastertone artist in history. Number 91 on VH1's 100 Greatest Songs of Hip Hop. It was also awarded the last Best Rap Video at the MTV Video Music Awards, which was awarded in 2006.

Lyrics:

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[Chorus: 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 [Verse 1: Chamillionaire] Grindin' to see if they can see me lean I'm tint, so it ain't easy to be seen Police see me ride by, they can see me gleam And my shine on the deck and the TV screen I'm ridin' with a new chick, she like, "Hold up!" Next to the PlayStation controller It's a full clip in my pistola Send a jacker into a coma (Woo!) Girl, you ain't know, I'm crazy like Krayzie Bone Just tryna bone, ain't tryna 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 into the maximum I got speakers, some niggas tryna jack for some But we packin' somethin' and what we have for 'em We'll have a nigga locked up in the maximum Security cell, I'm grippin' oak (Oak) Music loud and I'm 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, got to stop pollution CD change, niggas like, "Who is that producin'?" That's the Play-N-Skillz when we out and cruisin' Got warrants in every city except Houston but I still ain't losin' [Chorus: 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 [Verse 2: Krayzie Bone] I've 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 old Excurs' just swervin', all up in the curb and Nigga be sippin' on the Hennessy and the gin again It's in again, we in the wind Doin' a hundred while I puff on a blunt and roll another one up We livin' like we ain't givin' a fuck I got a blunt up in my right hand 40-ounce in my lap freezin' my balls Roll another tree, green leaves and all Comin' pretty deep, me and my dawgs 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 lowkey 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 [Chorus: 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 [Verse 3: Chamillionaire] 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, tryna check my tags Look in my rearview and they smilin' Thinkin' they'll catch me in the wrong, they keep tryin' Keep steady denyin' that it's racial profilin' Houston, Texas, you can check my tags (Tags) Pull me over, try to check my slab (Slab) The glove compartment, gotta get my cash Cause the crooked cops'll try to come up fast And bein' the baller that I am, I talk to them Givin' a damn about them 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'll have to cruise Jammin' number two on some old DJ Screw You can't arrest me, plus you can't sue This is a message to the law, tell 'em, "We hate you" I can't be touched and tell 'em that they shoulda known Tippin' down, I'm 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 [Chorus: 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 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