Luyện nghe bài hát Five Bucks

Im smokin loudly, i them all
I pick up tree, when its not far
Im off that tree, when its not tall
Im in with tree, i'm a avatar
I pick up a o from my ralphie
my bro and me but he is not
off that goo punch, it makes me drowsy
roll up the windows, it makes it
daaamn if you aint
i make these girls smokin paper and bows
my ladies blunts, hit em twice if not once
then i blow em off and just em to my bro
now catch me gettin if a nigga not learnin
i be spendin money if a not earnin
me in the back seat if im not stirrin
and i be up if a nigga not burnin

I got 5 on it
(Got it good)
Grab your fo', let's get
I got 5 on it
Messin' with endo weed

I got 5 on it
(Got it good)
It's got me stuck, go back
I got 5 on it
Potnah, let's go on a sack

you know a nigga like to stay up at cruisin altitude up in the sky
try to fuck with paper planes but its not the high
niggas aint no bitches we prefer the cigarello smoke
if you say it take away from taste then get better smoke
cuz the i blow can be smoked on the next block
aint no middle man everything you is in stock
this glock is all the security i
i be dolo when you see me blowin on some weed
why speed? no need i be just takin it
i be so diesel overpowers my cologne
now all the bad bitches who blaze are shiftin way
yall some white doves with these leaves i am the sensei
now bow to the bag, never the best for last
when I come around know to hurry up and pass
fuck a dime set lets cop a pound
what the fuck is you put down
I got five

I got 5 on it
(Got it good)
Grab your fo', let's get
I got 5 on it
Messin' with endo weed

I got 5 on it
(Got it good)
It's got me stuck, go back
I got 5 on it
Potnah, go half on a sack

Hot wired 64
not lost my keys I was high patna
you want this a raw paper
not a you must got me mixed up with chip cuz
this spitta zig zag a zip up
strong shoulda came with a big pick up
bitches callin me smoke beggin for me to pick her up
she blow me while im blowin rings of that
that weed you brown
weed too much makeup clown
get smoking green strawberry fields
high standin up feelin im layin down
couple boojey judies came
all stuck up
now they just from smoking with us
how the hallways smellin is my windows open
I hear walkie is security comin up?

I got 5 on it
(Got it good)
your fo', let's get keyed
I got 5 on it
Messin' with that weed

I got 5 on it
(Got it good)
got me stuck, cannot go back
I got 5 on it
Potnah, let's go on a sack