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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, Richie Rich, E-40, 1

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

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

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

Like Nyquil, I drop fever, so either put five up
Or ya gots to leave it beaver 'cause see ya
Nigge Perk broke and smoke ya spliff all day
Go home and buy big 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 with my fin, best believe we'll bend
Mo corners than you thought, to somethin' writers
More sizz-acks, that talkin', where you from?

Smokin' in attempts to crack the plate
The zips be so fluffy, the whole town me
An every event I'm up
So if ya need me, double R when 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 back
I got five on it, potna, go half on a sack

E-40, why ya me so bad?
40 makes it happen, fives gets
And rubbin' them girls just a little bit of light
Flamboyant, potent fumes lingerin' clouds and molten 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 simple fact that I'm off to the track with hella fools
empty, pitchin' five, man I'm dusted took off my hat
Passed it around, me

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

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

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

Yeah, it's been a since I've hollered from the town
Mess around young genome said, "I've gotta be down"
'Cause new styles is goin' down, look 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' for them draws
Velvet for the mic and got a pound for the

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

When it to the sticky, I'm the man
Crunch nasty, I be hittin' the so hard I hurl
Fall on the floor fittin' to have a 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 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, baby
It's me, your boy to keep the always tight
You little short on some
Don't worry, I'll take of that, I got you