Somethin' to Ride to (Fonky Expedition)

Im just ridin' slidin' lets take a little trip CMG and K and first to make a grip Comin' from straight from out the old so you know that We got the funky track thats phat But anyway its my time so let me introduce Special one first up from the gangsta crew Known as CCD with a title and a rep Its quite apparent Servin' funky shit to keep you motherfuckers starin' Pump it up mack shit for your ears Kick it loud and clear Making hoes dissappear Hittin' doughnuts in a tre' sideways to the Next light triple sold thangs and my shits tight Five beat mobbin through in the town Duce tone gangsta flake with the top down Damn this shits hittin hard in the trunk Got me three wheel switchin' on them bitches on the next block Headed straight to the top And as long as my skills pay the bills I'm a never stop Kickin that shit you love Pass the dank and the drank for the Bitch to buzz Its a ghetto thang so bring the ghetto swang Hookin' niggas they came when I do my thing Five real g's mobbin' on a mission Check it, its the funky expidition that we call Something to ride to [Chorus x8] Expidition, funky expidition [?] Come and catch a thrill With the super skill Rhyme flowin' daughter the tack With the neck to keep your speakers blowin Ridin with a gat in my lap and the finger on a zap Looking for some niggas in a cadillac Yeah we on point rollin a point Special wanna CMG Blazin up a joint Keepin a steady pace in a car race Sidin on a strip with a grip and an 8th in my glove case Never leavin a trace Believing the 50's blind Cause I fucking conscious of these streets of mine Rollin lit with the tin shed shallow And ill be back around the block for niggas to drop tomorrow From east Oak to the B town looking for a freak now Where a hella scratch to get at Check it CMG on a mission To get with some niggas to ride on this funky expidition [Chorus x15] Yeah, Conscious Daughters All up in your trunk Somethin to ride to Hey yo K, why don't you step up and that ass know Front hiss boulevard to bumpy ass trip Homies steady clownin on the gas-break dip Its a conscious groove Making all my daughters move Rollin through the town with big bass boom' Lets get bigger on these up the street Jack for a minute let them take us out to eat But I concentrate on all my niggas later I flow to this shit cause Im special and the greater But its this funky that got me grippin still like this Come into my show if you and you may kiss Dont mess with the bomb I never stress no tension Come kick it with the daughters as we take you on a funky expidition [Chorus x8]