G-Ride E.S.G. (TX) (Ft. Flava)

[Intro: E.S.G.]
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

[Hook: Flava]
(Ooooh, ooh, ooh, ooooh, yeah)
(Nothing like that G ride, baby, yeah!)
(Nothing like that G ride, yeah, oooh yeah!)

[Verse 1: E.S.G., (Flava)]
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