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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 over the table
But be sure bring my stallion back to my
Say,

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

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

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

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

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

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

I got five on it, ya four, let's 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 five on it, potna, go half on a sack

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

You expect to bit the baron an be violatin' my civil rights
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, five, man I'm dusted took off my hat
it around, sprinkle me

Me an E-40 to the head, fifth, plus
You let the lead bust, ready to do a murda,
Curved off the Hurricane, again
Witness we'll off two-fifths equal

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

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

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

Back to get my O on, let me flow on
The on it, yeah, I'm on it
Still satin for them draws
for the mic and got a pound 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
up my window, fittin' to go to the land
With a hand broccoli

it comes to the sticky, I'm the man
Crunch nasty, I be the jank so hard I hurl
Fall on the floor fittin' to a stroke THC ain't no joke
I got on everything, let's get loaded and smoke
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 on it, it's got me stuck 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 short on ends?
Don't worry, take care of that, I got you