Luyện nghe bài hát I Got 5 On It (reprise)

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, Richie Rich, E-40, 1

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

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

No from the fellows, hello
keyed during a high speed
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 gots to leave it like 'cause see ya
Nigge land 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 from the city, framed nigge is a gonna
Now I'm blowin' it up like

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 chest
The be so fluffy, the whole town 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 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 half on a

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

You expect to bit the an you'll be violatin' my civil 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 hella fools three
Pockets empty, pitchin' five, man I'm took off my hat
Passed it around, me

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

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

I got on it, grab 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 on it, potna, let's go half on a sack

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

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

Rollin' up the cannabis, hittin' the Jane
Smokin' the five it's twelve o'clock
Sippin' on Hurricane, ready to on the indo
Rollin' up my window, fittin' to go to the
a hand fulla broccoli

When it to the sticky, I'm the man
nasty, I be hittin' the jank 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 to hit it an croak

I got five on it, grab ya four, let's get
I got five on it, messin' dat indo weed
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, baby
It's me, your boy to keep the song always
You little short on some
worry, I'll take care of that, I got you