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 on my tenda
You can bend the table
But be sure bring my back to my stable
Say,

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

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

Nyquil, I drop fever, so either put your five up
Or ya gots to leave it beaver 'cause see ya
Nigge Perk land broke and ya spliff all day
Go home and buy big tricky his pretty 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, framed is a gonna
Now I'm it up like Oklahoma

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

Smokin' in attempts to the chest 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 on it, grab ya four, let's get keyed
I got five on it, messin' wit' dat weed
I got five on it, got me stuck and toed back
I got five on it, potna, let's go half on a

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

You expect to bit the baron an be violatin' my civil rights
I'm startin' to feel my scrilla but perhaps my scrilla ain't feelin' me
For the simple fact that I'm off to the with hella fools three
Pockets empty, pitchin' five, man I'm dusted 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
we'll bein' off two-fifths equal

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

I got on it, grab ya four, let's 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

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

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

Rollin' up the cannabis, the Mary Jane
Smokin' the five before it's twelve
Sippin' on Hurricane, ready to on the indo
Rollin' up my window, to go to the land
With a hand broccoli

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

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

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