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Ha ha, the
(5 on it)
We creepin' in too,
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 on my tenda
You can bend the table
But be sure bring my stallion back to my
Say,

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

No criticism from the fellows,
Being during a high 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 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 is how we do it like Montell Jordan
I'm from the city, framed nigge is a gonna
Now I'm blowin' it up Oklahoma

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

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

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

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

You expect to bit the baron an you'll be violatin' my rights
I'm startin' to feel my scrilla but perhaps my scrilla ain't feelin' me
For the simple fact that I'm off to the track with fools three
empty, pitchin' five, man I'm dusted 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?
Curved off the Hurricane, hurled
Witness we'll off two-fifths equal

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

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

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

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

Rollin' up the cannabis, hittin' the Mary
Smokin' the before it's twelve o'clock
Sippin' on Hurricane, ready to smoke on the
Rollin' up my window, to go to the land
With a fulla broccoli

When it to the sticky, I'm the man
Crunch nasty, I be the jank so hard 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 about to hit it an

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

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