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, Rich, E-40, Spice 1

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

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

No criticism from the fellows,
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 ya spliff all day
Go home and buy big tricky his pretty Impala

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

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

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

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 back
I got on it, potna, let's go half on a sack

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

You expect to bit the baron an be violatin' my civil rights
I'm startin' to feel my scrilla but perhaps my scrilla ain't feelin' me
For the simple fact that I'm off to the track with hella three
Pockets empty, 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 Jason, facin' death every sequel
(Insane in the membrane)
Bring the like Method neglected
Smokin' crips to the night to the brains for
for the indo fins do the evil that men do
Give me five and I shall proceed and

I got five on it, 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 on a sack

Yeah, been a while since I've hollered from the town
around heard young genome said, "I've gotta be down"
'Cause new is goin' down, look 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, the Mary Jane
the five before it's twelve o'clock
Sippin' on Hurricane, ready to on the indo
Rollin' up my window, to go to the land
a hand 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 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, wit' dat indo weed
I got five on it, it's got me stuck and toed
I got five on it, potna, go half on a sack

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