UGK - Ridin’ Dirty lyrics

Man i don't why I got this here but
I'm gonna tell you the truth
This motherfucker been in danger, fuck off
I don't kill no people
They snitch and shit out here
They don't want you to say bye
They don't want you making no money
Jealous people it's more cool dude
Yeah, straight up, you know? Like
Here, a lot of, a lot of cool dude here
Yeah, a lot of god damned
Cool dude people out here
I don't know what happened with them
They be snitches, and oh, over there
Over there on the other side
I got in trouble with one man over there
And they tryna to it back to him
What happened to him
That motherfucker no good, motherfucker
Jealous nah, I can't talk
Go ahead, you get it, man


I can't talk 'bout that shit
Ah, ah, you got it, no, man, you go 'head
I'm ridin' dirty
Straight up dedicated to them Cadillacs
(Cadillacs) know what I'm saying?
I'm ridin' dirty
You know what I'm saying? (I'm ridin' dirty)
Coming down on that slab, boy
I'm ridin' dirty for real, though
I'm ridin' dirty check it out

Have you ever been rollin' in
A clean ass 'Lac?
Blowin' big out the window
Everybody got a sack
Got my heat right between my seat
Got a box of them thangs
In case these fools start playin' with me
You'd be surprised how them
Boppers wink, girl, i can't stop
Give my headlights a blink and roll
Them up out the top
And keep movin', and keep rollin'
Fools that don't be holdin'
I'm comin through and foldin'
And I can't stand snitches
Wanna kill all of y'all
Even though some busters thought I'm
Still rollin' like a ball
And having things my way
Hittin' that highway sellin' that big yay
A plush-ass place to stay
Police, they wanna run in
Talkin' on cell phones got a
Lot of kings done in
I wanna live like Arnold
Willis and Mister Drummond
And keep my paper sturdy
Big birds and tight herbs
Fool, I'm ridin' dirty, uh, what?
Big birds and tight herbs, fool
I'm ridin' dirty ridin' dirty, uh, what?
Fool, ridin' dirty, uh, what?

Tell me, can you feel it? Man
Nothing can save you
I believe it's that season
For getting your papers
Or haven't you heard about them birds?
We call it that cheese
In Texas, we get it with ease
Hit I10 if you please but these polices
They think they sharp as creases
For no reasons, man
They straight up strippin' cars to pieces
Out of suspicion
Or if they thinkin you on a mission
Ain't no wishin' or prayin', they sayin'
"Assume the position"
Hands behind your head, down on your knees
You get the case and they get
Your weight and your G's come on
I use to ride them Port Arthur city streets
With a chick with pretty feets and
A box of Philly Sweets
They tried to finish me
But couldn't get it done
So somebody told the law Big Bun
Was the one ridin' dirty
Man, somebody told the law Big Bun
Was the one ridin' dirty
'Sup, PA? uh, what? Ridin' dirty
Beaumont, yeah, uh, man, ridin' dirty
Uh, ridin dirty, uh, ridin' dirty
Uh, chillin in New York, ridin' dirty
Uh, big D Town
Know what I'm talking 'bout? Ridin' dirty
That big H Town, know what I'm saying?
(What's up Southside?)
Ridin' dirty, uh, uh, ridin' dirty
Uh, southwest ridin' dirty, what's up Lord J?
(Know what I'm talking 'bout?)
Uh, that Northside ridin' dirty
Yeah, that Westside ridin' dirty
Uh, that, that, that Eastside ridin' dirty
Uh, California ridin' dirty
Fools in Oakland ridin' dirty
My fool Spice ridin' dirty
I know that fool Brad ridin' dirty
And Big Mike ridin' dirty
And all my fools ridin' dirty
Uh, uh, what? Baby ridin' dirty
And Big Bun ridin' dirty
Fool Leroy ridin' dirty
And Big Mitch ridin' dirty uh, uh uh
All my fools in Louisiana ridin' dirty
Mister Chris ridin' dirty
All my fools in Atlanta ridin' dirty
South Carolina, North Carolina, ridin' dirty
Flippin', dippin' (Ridin' dirty)
Know what I'm sayin'?
Up in Washington, ridin' dirty
Miami, Florida, where they film the Vice
Know what I'm talking 'bout? Ridin' dirty
Uh, ridin' dirty ridin' dirty