Luyện nghe bài hát I got 5 on it full

Woo, see I'm ridin and higher, woo-oo
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 some
not at all man. let get from the sto
fo sho because a nigga a tall can
the door blood, nigga where my keys at?
oh no i gave them to you get get that sac,
oh here go, wit my sock
hey put your seat belt on cuz theres hella parked up the block,
nigaa bust a uey then,
nigga fire up dat den,
hell naw, you it scandolous partnah,
sue me then,
ohh we like that on a roach, nope at them hoes,
man them tricks nigga lets get smoked,
pass the doobie to the 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 aint gon'got his back,
this im puttin it in the cutless,
man you know we aint got no on the cutless,
hey you what 84th is the closest,
a fat ass half lets smoke this,
lets 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 got nuthin
man i spend with you all the
(sorry no ID, no i see blind)
ohh that maaan,
(why you get of my store niggah)
man i trippin.

I got 5 on it
your 40
let get
i got 5 on it
with that endo weed
i got 5 on it
got me stuck and now toke
i got 5 on it
nigga lets go on a sack

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

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