Lyrics G-Ride - E.S.G

G-Ride - E.S.G
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song G-Ride , by -E.S.G
in the genreРэп и хип-хоп
Release date:11.09.1995
Song language:English
Age restrictions: 18+
G-Ride
ESG
All aboard!
Haha, foe, ain’t nothing but a G ride
So, uh, pack ya bags, get your sweets and your zig-zags
Just jump in
(Ooooh, ooh, ooh, ooooh, yeah)
(Nothing like that G ride, baby, yeah!)
(Nothing like that G ride, yeah, oooh yeah!)
Up, early, to wash my face
Probation was the place
Before I blow out the door, vibration on my waist
Now that’s my fool, what’s the rule?
Go to jail if I miss?
I might as well post bail, cause I’ma fail if I piss
I hit the highway, the fly way, as the wind blows
I got that indo, some gin ho
So I’m gonna spin vogues (ooh, wee, baby, yeeah)
And blowin', while this pimp game is steady showin'
Sun beamin' and screamin', while these slim things is strollin'
High shinin' green the skunk, we some fiends for the funk
I’m cracking the ground in, these poundin' four 15's in my trunk
Cause I’ma baller til I die, I think I’ll call her cause I’m high (cause I’m
high)
Late night hype so tight, these suckers be goin' down, I can’t lie
But I’m right about now, them hoes is gone so it’s on
Might as well just get gone and get, like, trapped in the zone (the zone)
Cause I got the automatic fo' the static inside
I’m getting fried and high, (I'm getting fried, baby)
Motherfucker, it’s nothing but a g ride
I hit a, curb, swiggity swerve, see you fiendin' fo' it
Folks scream, «it's smoke!»
sun beamin' locs
But I let the top down, I can’t stop now
15's bang, about to knock the block down
You wanna see the E?
Then I’ma hit cha
The Mac-11 hit cha, while the rotweiler bit cha
(??) devils do drop, with a new Glock
It’s a red, not a blue dot, slowed down 2Pac
Fingerprints and dirty sheets (slowed down, slowww down, yeah) on the first day
Celebrate my birthday, in the worst way
I’m on lock, no block, no boys on my block
The dope case in my face, the fence was too high to hop
The matchbox of rocks, now crooked cops can’t stop, (nothing but that G ride,
baby)
Lord, help a young nigga make it to his next box
Smoking a sweet, poking at freaks got me weak inside, (oh baby!)
Locked up for 18 months, but I ain’t crunk
It’s nothing but a G ride

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