Luyện nghe bài hát I Got 5 On It (weedless Mix)

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 five on my
You can over the table
But be sure my stallion back to my stable
Say,

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

No criticism the fellows, hello
Being keyed during a high
But don't 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
Perk land broke and smoke ya spliff all day
Go home and buy big tricky with his Impala

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

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

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

I got five on it, grab ya four, let's get
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

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

You expect to bit the an you'll be violatin' my civil rights
I'm startin' to feel my but perhaps today my scrilla ain't feelin' me
For the simple fact that I'm off to the track with hella three
Pockets empty, pitchin' five, man I'm took off my hat
it around, sprinkle me

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

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

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 five on it, potna, let's go on a sack

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

Back to get my O on, 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 five before it's twelve
Sippin' on Hurricane, ready to smoke on the
Rollin' up my window, fittin' to go to the
With a fulla broccoli

it comes to the sticky, I'm the man
Crunch nasty, I be hittin' the jank so I hurl
Fall on the floor to have a stroke THC ain't no joke
I got five on everything, get loaded and smoke
S P I C E about to hit it an

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 and toed back
I got five on it, potna, let's go half on a

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