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

Ha ha, the
(5 on it)
We in too, baby
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 on my tenda
You can bend the table
But be bring my stallion back to my stable
Say,

No elementary school plan
Not a five bill
But five double zero on the real,
I'm on the level, stair

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

Like Nyquil, I drop fever, so either put five up
Or ya gots to leave it like beaver see ya
Nigge Perk land broke and smoke ya all day
Go and buy big tricky with his pretty Impala

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

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

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

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

E-40, why ya treat me so
40 makes it happen, fives gets
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 my civil rights
I'm startin' to feel my scrilla but today my scrilla ain't feelin' me
For the simple fact I'm off to the track 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, fifth, plus
You let the lead bust, to do a murda, man?
off the Hurricane, hurled again
Witness we'll bein' off two-fifths

people like Jason, facin' death every sequel
(Insane in the membrane)
Bring the like Method neglected
Smokin' crips to the night to the for breakfast
for the indo fins do the evil that men do
Give me and I shall 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, it's got me stuck and back
I got five on it, potna, let's go half on a

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

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

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

When it to the sticky, I'm the man
Crunch nasty, I be the jank so hard I hurl
Fall on the floor to have 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 five on it, grab ya four, let's get
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, let's go half on a

Ha ha, baby
It's me, your boy to keep the always tight
You little short on ends?
worry, I'll take care of that, I got you