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

Ha ha, the
(5 on it)
We in too, baby
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 five on my
You can over the table
But be sure bring my back to my stable
Say,

No elementary school plan
Not a five bill
But five zero on the real, feel
I'm on the level, mellow

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 either put your up
Or ya gots to leave it beaver 'cause see ya
Nigge land 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
this is how we do it like Montell Jordan
I'm from the Oakland city, nigge is a gonna
Now I'm blowin' it up like

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

Smokin' in attempts to crack the plate
The zips be so fluffy, the whole loves me
An every I'm sacked 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 back
I got five on it, potna, let's go on a sack

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

You expect to bit the an you'll be violatin' my civil rights
I'm startin' to my scrilla but perhaps today 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 E-40 to the head, comin' fifth,
You let the bust, ready to do a murda, man?
Curved off the Hurricane, hurled
we'll bein' off two-fifths equal

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

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, let's go on a sack

Yeah, been a while since I've hollered from the town
Mess around heard young 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 satin for them draws
for the mic and got a pound for the 'cause

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

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 and smoke
S P I C E about to hit it an

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 on a sack

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