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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 over the table
But be sure my stallion back to my stable
Say,

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

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

Nyquil, I drop fever, so either put your five up
Or ya gots to leave it like beaver see ya
Nigge Perk land broke and smoke ya 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 the Oakland city, framed nigge is a gonna
Now I'm blowin' it up like

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 whole town me
An every I'm sacked up
So if ya need me, scream R when ya see me

I got five on it, grab ya four, get keyed
I got five on it, 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

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

You expect to bit the baron an be violatin' my civil rights
I'm startin' to feel my scrilla but perhaps today my scrilla feelin' me
For the simple fact that I'm off to the track hella fools three
Pockets empty, five, man I'm dusted took off my hat
Passed it around, me

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

people like Jason, facin' death every sequel
(Insane in the membrane)
Bring the pain like neglected
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 five on it, grab ya four, let's get
I got five on it, wit' dat indo weed
I got on it, it's got me stuck and toed back
I got on it, potna, let's go half on a sack

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

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

Rollin' up the cannabis, hittin' the Jane
Smokin' the five it's twelve o'clock
Sippin' on Hurricane, to smoke 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
Crunch nasty, I be the jank so hard I hurl
Fall on the floor fittin' to have a stroke THC ain't no
I got five on everything, get loaded and smoke
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' 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

Ha ha, wassup
It's me, your boy to keep the song always
You short on some ends?
worry, I'll take care of that, I got you