Luyện nghe bài hát I Got 5 On It

Ha ha, the
(5 on it)
We creepin' in too,
We got five on thing, man
We got, uh, Dru
We got the
(Shock G)
Yeah, Rich, E-40, Spice 1

You say you got five on my
You can bend over the
But be sure bring my back to my stable
Say,

No school ground plan
Not a dollar bill
But five double on the real, feel
I'm on the level, stair

No criticism from the fellows,
Being keyed during a high
But don't tap the B.B.s
I'm dizzy, Dru Down,

Like Nyquil, I fever, so either put your five up
Or ya gots to leave it beaver 'cause see ya
Nigge land broke and smoke ya spliff all day
Go home and buy big tricky his pretty Impala

I got five on the Hennessey, Segrims and
Cause this is how we do it like Jordan
I'm from the Oakland city, nigge is a gonna
Now I'm blowin' it up Oklahoma

Put ya five with my fin, best believe we'll
Mo than you thought, to somethin' writers bought
More sizz-acks, believe that talkin', you from?

Smokin' in attempts to crack the plate
The zips be so fluffy, the whole loves me
An event I'm sacked up
So if ya need me, scream R when ya see me

I got on it, grab ya four, let's get keyed
I got on it, messin' wit' dat indo weed
I got five on it, got me stuck and toed back
I got five on it, potna, go half on a sack

E-40, why ya me so bad?
40 makes it happen, fives slapped
And rubbin' them girls a little bit of light weight
Flamboyant, potent fumes lingerin' mighty clouds and molten

You to bit the baron an you'll be violatin' my civil rights
I'm startin' to feel my scrilla but perhaps today my scrilla feelin' me
For the simple fact that I'm off to the track hella fools three
Pockets empty, pitchin' five, man I'm dusted off my hat
Passed it around, me

Me an to the head, comin' fifth, plus
You let the lead bust, ready to do a murda,
Curved off the Hurricane, hurled
Witness we'll bein' off two-fifths

Killing people like Jason, death every sequel
(Insane in the membrane)
the pain like Method neglected
Smokin' crips to the night to the brains for
'Cause for the indo fins do the that men do
Give me five and I shall and continue

I got on it, grab ya four, let's get keyed
I got on it, messin' wit' dat indo weed
I got on it, it's got me stuck and toed back
I got five on it, potna, let's go on a sack

Yeah, it's been a while since I've hollered the town
Mess around heard young said, "I've gotta be down"
new styles is goin' down, look around you
Tunes from the Luniz round an round you

Back to get my O on, let me flow on
The on it, yeah, I'm on it
Still brinin' satin for them
Velvet for the mic and got a pound for the

Rollin' up the cannabis, hittin' the Mary
Smokin' the five before it's o'clock
Sippin' on Hurricane, ready to smoke on the
up my window, fittin' to go to the land
With a fulla broccoli

it comes to the sticky, I'm the man
Crunch nasty, I be the jank so hard I hurl
Fall on the floor fittin' to a stroke THC ain't no joke
I got five on everything, let's get and smoke
S P I C E about to hit it an

I got on it, grab ya four, let's get keyed
I got five on it, messin' dat indo weed
I got five on it, it's got me and toed back
I got on it, potna, let's go half on a sack

Ha ha, wassup
me, your boy to keep the song always tight
You little short on some
Don't worry, take care of that, I got you