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
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 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]