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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 five on my
You can over the table
But be bring my stallion back to my stable
Say,

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

No from the fellows, hello
Being keyed during a speed
But still tap the B.B.s
I'm dizzy, Dru Down,

Like Nyquil, I fever, so either put your five up
Or ya gots to leave it like 'cause see ya
Nigge Perk land broke and ya spliff all day
Go home and buy big with his pretty Impala

I got on the Hennessey, Segrims and 40's
Cause this is how we do it Montell Jordan
I'm from the Oakland city, framed is a gonna
Now I'm it up like Oklahoma

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

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

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

E-40, why ya treat me so
40 it happen, fives gets slapped
And rubbin' them just a little bit of light weight
Flamboyant, potent fumes lingerin' mighty clouds and molten

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 fact that I'm off to the track with hella fools three
Pockets empty, pitchin' five, man I'm took off my hat
Passed it around, me

Me an to the head, comin' fifth, plus
You let the lead bust, to do a murda, man?
off the Hurricane, hurled again
Witness we'll bein' off equal

Killing people like Jason, facin' death sequel
(Insane in the membrane)
Bring the pain like Method
Smokin' crips to the night to the brains for
for the indo fins do the evil that men do
Give me five and I shall proceed and

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 five on it, potna, go half on a sack

Yeah, it's a while since I've hollered from the town
Mess around heard genome said, "I've gotta be down"
'Cause new styles is down, look around you
Tunes from the spread round an round you

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

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

When it to the sticky, I'm the man
Crunch nasty, I be hittin' the jank so I hurl
Fall on the floor fittin' to have a stroke THC ain't no
I got on everything, let's get loaded and smoke
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, got me stuck and toed back
I got on it, potna, let's go half on a sack

Ha ha, wassup
It's me, your boy to keep the song always
You little short on some
Don't worry, take care of that, I got you