Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ride Wit Us, artist - E.S.G.. Date of issue: 28.01.2008
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Ride Wit Us |
| G’eah know I’m saying, it’s going down right now |
| We got three legends in here |
| And we’d like to welcome everybody, to the South |
| Know I’m tal’n bout, so we gon take you on a lil' tour |
| And show you how we do it, where we come from |
| Know I’m saying, or like we say know I’m tal’n bout |
| (already, know I’m saying hey it’s Koopa uh) |
| Stay froze up with the bluest wrist, stay coming through in the newest whip |
| Stay iced out like a new refrig-erator, say I do it big |
| Cause they know I do and they know it’s true, and you mad when nobody don’t |
| notice you |
| Cause we rolling through and they know it too, Chamilitary it’s Chamilitary |
| known to do |
| What they can’t million dollar crib, multi-million dollar deal |
| Multi-colored diamond grill, it’s my multi-million dollar year |
| I’m for real I’m for real, it’s the truth of the streets really trying to feel |
| Behind the wheel grinding still, cause I’m trying to feel on a diamond wheel |
| Swang the swangas with the swang and banga, in Suburbans and drops |
| When we pop up, niggas know what time it is like the Burger King watch |
| If they don’t then they can get beef, like it’s a Burger King stop |
| Make an order get your recorder, while I murder it pop |
| I got my hand on my phone, they say it don’t look like my phone |
| Police trying to catch me riding dirty, that’s my clip and my chrome uh |
| Give me back my weapon you wise guy, stop hating cause the way a nigga ride fly |
| Turn all the speakers up in the fly ride, have a nigga block sounding like a |
| drive by |
| If you wanna ride with us, you gotta be down to bust |
| If you wanna ride with us, talking to my G’s and hustlers |
| If you wanna ride with us, 24's up on the truck |
| If you wanna ride with us, let me see ya throw your side up |
| Ride with us or come roll with me, E.S.G. |
| and my dog Bun B |
| And the C-H-A-M-I double L-I-O-N-A to the I-R-E |
| Me and Pimp C in a Bentley mayn, million sold independent mayn |
| Told you boys you ain’t eat like us, trunk’ll pop but u ain’t beat like us |
| O.G. |
| out the S.U.C., 0−7 ESV |
| R.I.P. |
| to my dog Todd Profit, DJ Screw and P-A-T |
| ATL gon trap with it, rock and finger snap with it |
| H-Town slow it down, chop and double tap with it |
| Louisiana pop jiggas with it, diamond grill and get triller with it |
| Sipping lean with the championship team, watch me Pittsburgh Stealer with it |
| Fish scale like a real O.G., too many e-mails for me to read |
| Independent I’m a giant, backhand boys who act defiant |
| 36 OZ wave my wand, go fade the one like Kobe Bryant |
| Never seen purple smoke this strong, big old spokes’ll poke out on chrome |
| Leave it alone or get chrome to the dome, represent for your home if you know |
| this song |
| I got the keys in the ignition, the dro up in the gaurd |
| Candy dripping off my swisher shoes, cup in my car |
| I’m a ghetto superstar, I can cut any corner |
| Get to flipping and flossing, through any hood that I wanna |
| Bun B back up in the slab, navigating the town |
| Chunking deuces and showing love, when I’m coming around |
| I don’t have to wanna try to be down, I been a G with it |
| All the game need, is Bun B and Pimp C in it |
| Underground King, P.A.T. |
| that’s where I’m from |
| Representing, until they send me back to kingdom come |
| Hustlers they want my downfall, short stoppers want my cuts |
| Rappers wanna take my spot, but they can all just get my nuts |
| Fingers up haters down, free the Pimp that’s the drill |
| Lady shining on the grill, that’s how we keep it trill |
| Diamonds up against the wood, pistol on my side |
| Banging Screw that’s how we do in Texas, that’s how we ride |