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Ha ha, the
(5 on it)
We creepin' in too,
We got on that thing, man
We got, uh, Dru
We got the
(Shock G)
Yeah, Rich, E-40, Spice 1

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

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

No criticism the fellows, hello
Being keyed during a high
But don't tap the B.B.s
I'm dizzy, Dru Down,

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

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

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

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

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 and toed back
I got five on it, potna, let's go on a sack

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

You to bit the baron an you'll be violatin' my civil rights
I'm startin' to feel my scrilla but today my scrilla ain't feelin' me
For the simple fact I'm off to the track with hella fools three
Pockets empty, pitchin' five, man I'm took off my hat
it around, sprinkle me

Me an E-40 to the head, comin' fifth,
You let the lead bust, to do a murda, man?
off the Hurricane, hurled again
Witness we'll bein' off two-fifths

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

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 on it, potna, let's go half on a sack

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

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

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

it comes to the sticky, I'm the man
Crunch nasty, I be hittin' the so hard I hurl
Fall on the fittin' to have a stroke THC ain't no joke
I got five on everything, let's get loaded and
S P I C E about to hit it an

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

Ha ha, baby
It's me, your boy to keep the song always
You little on some ends?
worry, I'll take care of that, I got you