Luyện nghe bài hát I Got 5 On It (clean Bay Ballas Vocal Remix)

Ha ha, the
(5 on it)
We creepin' in too,
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 five on my
You can bend the table
But be sure bring my stallion back to my
Say,

No elementary ground plan
Not a five dollar
But five double on the real, feel
I'm on the level, mellow

No criticism the fellows, hello
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 like beaver see ya
Nigge Perk land broke and ya spliff all day
Go home and buy big tricky with his Impala

I got five on the Hennessey, and 40's
Cause this is how we do it like Jordan
I'm from the Oakland city, nigge is a gonna
Now I'm it up like Oklahoma

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

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

I got five on it, grab ya four, get keyed
I got five on it, messin' wit' dat weed
I got five on it, it's got me and toed back
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 a little bit of light weight
Flamboyant, potent lingerin' mighty clouds and molten lights

You expect to bit the baron an you'll be my civil rights
I'm startin' to feel my scrilla but perhaps today my scrilla ain't me
For the simple fact that I'm off to the track with fools three
Pockets empty, pitchin' five, man I'm took off my hat
it around, sprinkle me

Me an to the head, comin' fifth, plus
You let the bust, ready to do a murda, man?
off the Hurricane, hurled again
Witness we'll bein' off equal

Killing people like Jason, facin' death every
(Insane in the membrane)
Bring the like Method neglected
Smokin' to the night to the brains for breakfast
for the indo fins do the evil that men do
Give me five and I proceed and continue

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

Yeah, been a while since I've hollered from the town
Mess heard young genome said, "I've gotta be down"
'Cause new styles is goin' down, look you
Tunes from the spread 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 for the 'cause

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

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

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

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