Luyện nghe bài hát I got 5 on it full

Woo, see I'm ridin higher and higher,
Kinda broke so ya know all I five, I got five
got nigga?
damn, i i got 2 bucks in my sock nigga,
well dat, fuck it
i think i got 3 bucks in my back
enough to get a fat
you got zags?
not at all man. let get from the sto
fo sho because a need a tall can
open the door blood, nigga where my at?
oh no i gave them to you get get that sac,
oh they go, wit my sock
hey put your belt on cuz theres hella cops parked up the block,
well nigaa a uey then,
nigga fire up dat den,
hell naw, you made it partnah,
sue me then,
ohh we like that on a roach, look at them hoes,
man fuck them nigga lets get smoked,
pass the to the left biddy bum bum boom,
what the fuck wrong wit you,
damn i had a back,
this nigga me some yay,
but you know that he gon'got his cash back,
this im puttin it in the cutless,
man you know we got no tags on the cutless,
hey you know what is the closest,
a fat ass nigga lets smoke this,
roll a blunt with the skunk,
why you bring this ass sac,
this aint no pump
hmm smell this............roll it up nigga,
hey lets go half on liquor,
hey go get tango or something
(you got ID?)
ohhh man shit i aint got
man i spend with you all the
(sorry no ID, no i see blind)
ohh fuck maaan,
(why dont you get of my niggah)
man i trippin.

I got 5 on it
your 40
let get
i got 5 on it
fuckin with endo weed
i got 5 on it
got me stuck and now back
i got 5 on it
nigga lets go half on a

i a sack to the face,
when ever i can, a crutch
i be smokin that till the joint be burnin my hand,
next time im in the tamba,
to burn slopes so that ashes wont be up my hand bro,
hoes hit but they know,
gotta pitch in then,
i roll a joint that than your extention,
cuz ill be damn if you get off me for free,
fuck you better bring your own shit G,
whats up babysit that,
you better pass the nigga stop hittin,
cuz you you got asthma,
crack the 40 open homie and it,
cuz i know the weed in my system is lonley,
i gotta take a test to my P.O.
i know i'll fail cuz i jes smoked hella bro,
and every time we with chris that nigga up fatty.....
but the tangaray had me,
lit to the extreme,
was gettin no higher,
that had my chest on fire,
dru hill was to the face straight,
but i aint fuckin that,
i think ill stick to the 8's,
bring me a and im cool wit that,
im'a lounge that,
bring me a fat sack,
i know how to roll,
but i how to smoke,
i think im hit it til my ass choke,

playa, me some brew ,
and im might chill,
but im the type that to light another joint like cypress hill,
i doobies,
loogies when i puff on it,
i got some on it,
but in aint on it,
fuck the S-T-D-I-D-E-S,
im hella fresh,
rollin joints a cigerette, (hit it)
so pass the table like ping-pong,
im gone,
beatin my like king kong,
its on,
my lips around a 40,
when it comes to get stogie
all kick in like shinobi,
no he my homie to begin with,
its to heads to be poppin at my friend,
hit shit,
unless you out the fat crispy,
5 dollar bill on the real its history,
cuz niggas be haven vaccuum lungs,
and if you hit for free,
you dumb-duh-dumb-dumb.
i come to school a taylor on my earlobe,
all the dick teasers, skeezers, and weirdos,
yall be fuckin off the land, where the bomb at,
gimmie 2 you take a puff and pass my bong back,
suck up the like a slurpie,
this serious will make a nigga go delirous like eddie murphy,
i got more growin' than maggie,
niggas nag me,
to take the out of the baggie