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

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, Richie Rich, E-40, 1

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

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

No criticism from the fellows,
Being keyed during a high
But don't tap the B.B.s
I'm dizzy, Dru Down,

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

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

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

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

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

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 mighty clouds and molten lights

You expect to bit the baron an you'll be violatin' my civil
I'm startin' to feel my but perhaps today my scrilla ain't feelin' me
For the simple that I'm off to the track with 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?
off the Hurricane, hurled again
Witness we'll bein' off two-fifths

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

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

Yeah, been a while since I've hollered from the town
Mess heard young genome said, "I've gotta be down"
'Cause new styles is goin' down, look you
Tunes from the spread round 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 draws
Velvet for the mic and got a pound for the

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

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

I got on it, grab ya four, let's get keyed
I got five on it, wit' 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, wassup
It's me, your boy to keep the song tight
You little short on some
Don't worry, take care of that, I got you