Somethin' To Ride To (Funky Expedition)

I'm 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

It's 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

It's 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: (8x)

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 15x)

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

It's a conscious groove

Making all my daughters move

Rollin through the town with big bass boom'

Let's 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 i'm special and the greater

But it's this funky that got me grippin still like this

Come into my show if you and you may kiss

Don't mess with the bomb

I never stress no tension

Come kick it with the daughters as we take you on a funky expidition

(chorus 8x)