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 on that thing, man
We got, uh, Dru
We got the
(Shock G)
Yeah, Richie Rich, E-40, 1

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

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

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 drop fever, so 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 nigge is a
Now I'm it up like Oklahoma

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

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, double R when ya see me

I got five on it, 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 on it, potna, let's 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 and molten lights

You expect to bit the baron an you'll be violatin' my civil
I'm to feel my scrilla but perhaps today my scrilla ain't 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 E-40 to the head, fifth, plus
You let the lead bust, ready to do a murda,
Curved off the Hurricane, again
Witness we'll bein' off equal

Killing people Jason, facin' death every sequel
(Insane in the membrane)
the pain like Method neglected
Smokin' to the night to the brains for breakfast
'Cause for the indo fins do the evil 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, wit' 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, it's been a while since hollered from 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, they let me on
The on it, yeah, I'm on it
Still brinin' satin for draws
for the mic and got a pound for the 'cause

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

When it to the sticky, I'm the man
nasty, I be hittin' the jank so hard I hurl
Fall on the floor fittin' to have a stroke THC ain't no
I got five on everything, let's get loaded and
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' 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

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