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 bend the table
But be sure bring my back to my stable
Say,

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

No criticism the fellows, hello
keyed during a high speed
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
Nigge Perk land and smoke ya spliff all day
Go home and buy big tricky with his Impala

I got five on the Hennessey, 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 like

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

Smokin' in attempts to the chest plate
The be so fluffy, the whole town loves me
An every event I'm up
So if ya need me, scream double R 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, got me stuck and toed 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 slapped
And rubbin' them girls just a little bit of weight
Flamboyant, potent fumes lingerin' clouds and molten lights

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

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

Killing people like Jason, facin' death every
(Insane in the membrane)
Bring the pain 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 proceed and

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

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

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

When it to the sticky, I'm the man
nasty, I be hittin' the jank so hard 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 five on it, grab ya four, let's get
I got five on it, messin' wit' dat indo
I got five on it, got me stuck and toed back
I got five on it, potna, go half on a sack

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