Luyện nghe bài hát I Got 5 On It

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

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

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

No criticism from the fellows,
Being during a high speed
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 like beaver see ya
Nigge Perk land and smoke ya spliff all day
Go and buy big tricky with his pretty Impala

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

Put ya five with my fin, best believe bend
Mo corners than you thought, to somethin' writers
More sizz-acks, believe that talkin', where you

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

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

E-40, why ya treat me so
40 makes it happen, gets slapped
And rubbin' them girls just a little bit of weight
Flamboyant, potent fumes lingerin' clouds and molten lights

You expect to bit the baron an you'll be violatin' my civil
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
empty, pitchin' five, man I'm dusted took off my hat
Passed it around, me

Me an E-40 to the head, comin' fifth,
You let the lead bust, ready to do a murda,
Curved off the Hurricane, again
Witness we'll off two-fifths equal

Killing people Jason, facin' 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 do the evil that men do
Give me five and I shall proceed and

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 stuck and toed
I got five on it, potna, let's go on a sack

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

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

Rollin' up the cannabis, hittin' the Jane
Smokin' the five before twelve o'clock
Sippin' on Hurricane, ready to on the indo
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, get loaded 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' wit' dat indo
I got on it, it's got me stuck and toed back
I got on it, potna, let's go half on a sack

Ha ha, baby
It's me, your boy to the song always tight
You little short on ends?
Don't worry, take care of that, I got you