E.s.g.

E.s.g. - If You Wanna Ride With Us lyrics

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(feat. Slim Thug, Brandon Stacks)



G'yeah-g'yeah what, uh-uh..



[E.S.G.]

Come ride with us come slide with us, ain't too man thugs that's fly as us

Purple paint and my inside's buck, peanut butter jelly on my brand new truck

Roll with us and get thoed with us, the wheels I roll 24's and up

E.S.G. like a suicide bummer, every damn summer I blow it up

And down South ride big bodies, at the club sipping Hypnotic

Pour the lean better ask somebody, the click I roll with got real thick pockets

Money in the bank got money in the stash, like Kanye West your shit might crash

Better get a vest my click gon blast, rat-a-tat-tat on that ass

SES see we grow, independent CEO

One month we can't stop the show, to the industry they can't lock the do'

Man why stay where I'm from, some'ing bout to change them boys like huh

Chick look good them boys like huh, chromey wood them boys like huh

2004 two do' Beamer, 26'll make my truck look meaner

Suck it up like a vacuum cleaner, keep J-Lo cause I want Serena

Strapped with the Nina or the 4-5, Southside till I'm gone

Better leave it alone or get chrome to the dome, represent for your home if you know this song



[Hook]

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 you throw your side up



[Slim Thug]

Come ride with the Boss, through the North and the South

E.S.G. and Slim Thee, showing off for the house

Gripping the techs everytime we talk, step with the plex get outlined in chalk

Throw up your sets I got mine's up dog, Houston Texas the home of the Hoggs

Hustlers playas G's and outlaws, better ask around how Slim Thug ball

From the N.Y. to the M-I-A-M-I, way to L.A. then back to the Chi

Us G's connected us G's connected, us G's protected us G's respected

My click the shit we got this perfected, you see the rolls gold badge on our necklace

That mean that team out that Texas, you better back-back them boys is wreckless

Come ride with the Boss, get high with the Boss

Drop your top, on your candy blue while you floss

Been gone for a minute but we ain't fall off, you see the 24's everytime we crawl off

Live in the flesh this is Texas best, we don't settle for less you can keep the stress

You don't wanna contest you don't wanna mess, with the supreme team with all the green yes

That's me and E that's E and me, that's Slim Thee and that's E.S.G

That's BHO and that's we, you could be blind and still see

We run this shit since we done this shit, it won't stop until we die

So if you down with us then come clown with us, get on in and let's ride



[Hook]



[Brandon Stacks]

Come ride with us get high with us, ain't too many niggaz fly as us

Hogging fo' lanes we driving trucks, 21's and up playa that's a must

ATL gon ride with us, Memphis Ten getting high with us

Them Florida cats be showing up, Texas boys we po'ing up

STL gon ride with us, any nigga plexing gon die not us

E and Slim they platinum plus, I'm a young outlaw trying to back em up

Stack em up show to show, make it known we trying to blow

From Arkansas to Monroe, from D-Town to Buffalo

Never quit never stall, Brandon Stacks was born to ball

Blow ten G's in Lenox Mall, from state to state from spring to fall

H-Town fifth wheels, diamond grills and candy paint

We started this Screw shit nigga, we invented sipping drank

So ride with us come roll with us, every cd gon grow to plus

Still independent no controlling us, we outlaw thugs that can't be touched

East to West can't forget, red or blue you gotta represent

This for all my niggaz that done died, so strap your boots if you down to ride



[Hook]
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