Luyện nghe bài hát I got 5 on it full

Woo, see I'm higher and higher, woo-oo
Kinda so ya know all I gots five, I got five
got nigga?
damn, i think i got 2 bucks in my nigga,
dats dat, fuck it
i think i got 3 bucks in my pack
enough to get a fat
you got zags?
not at all man. let get from the sto
fo sho because a nigga a tall can
open the door blood, where my keys at?
oh no i gave to you get get that weed sac,
oh here they go, wit my
hey put your seat belt on cuz hella cops parked up the block,
well bust a uey then,
fire up dat doobie den,
hell naw, you it scandolous partnah,
sue me then,
ohh we that on a roach, nope look at them hoes,
man fuck them tricks nigga get smoked,
pass the doobie to the biddy bum bum boom,
whoa the fuck wrong wit you,
i had a flash back,
this nigga fronted me yay,
but you know that he aint his cash back,
fuck this im it in the cutless,
man you we aint got no tags on the cutless,
hey you know what is the closest,
a fat ass half nigga lets this,
lets roll a blunt the skunk,
why you bring this ass sac,
this aint no pump
hmm this............roll it up then nigga,
hey lets go half on liquor,
hey go get some 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 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 toke
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 shit till the be burnin my hand,
time im rollin in the tamba,
to burn slopes so that ashes wont be up my hand bro,
hoes hit but they know,
they gotta in then,
i roll a that longer than your extention,
cuz ill be if you get high off me for free,
that you better bring your own shit G,
whats up babysit that,
you better the joint nigga stop 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 take a piss to my P.O.
i know i'll cuz i jes smoked hella weed bro,
and every time we with that nigga rollin up fatty.....
but the straight had me,
lit to the extreme,
was gettin no higher,
that shit had my on fire,
dru was swingin to the face straight,
but i aint fuckin that,
i ill stick to the crazy 8's,
me a bottle and im cool wit that,
im'a with that,
nigga me a fat sack,
i know how to roll,
but i how to smoke,
i think im hit it til my ass choke,

playa, bring me some ,
and im just chill,
but im the type that like to light another joint like 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 like a cigerette, (hit it)
so across 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
niggas all 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 before its history,
cuz niggas be haven them lungs,
and if you hit for free,
you dumb-duh-dumb-dumb.
i to school with a taylor on my earlobe,
avoiden all the teasers, skeezers, and weirdos,
yall be off the land, like where the bomb at,
gimmie 2 you take 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 growin' pains than maggie,
niggas nag me,
to the dank out of the baggie