E.s.g.

E.s.g. - Ride Wit Us lyrics

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(feat. Bun B, Chamillionaire)


[talking:]

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)


[Chamillionaire:]

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, niggaz 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


[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 ya throw your side up


[E.S.G.:]

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

www.myspace.com, forward slash yup E.S.G

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


[Hook]


[Bun B:]

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


[Hook]
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