Luyện nghe bài hát I Got Five On It

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

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

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 your up
Or ya gots to leave it like 'cause see ya
Nigge Perk land broke and ya spliff all day
Go home and buy big with his pretty Impala

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

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

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

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

E-40, why ya me so bad?
40 it happen, fives gets slapped
And rubbin' them girls just a little bit of weight
Flamboyant, potent fumes lingerin' mighty 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 fact that I'm off to the track with fools three
Pockets empty, pitchin' five, man I'm 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,
off the Hurricane, hurled again
Witness we'll bein' off two-fifths

Killing people like Jason, facin' death sequel
(Insane in the membrane)
Bring the pain like neglected
Smokin' crips to the to the brains for breakfast
'Cause for the indo fins do the evil 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 weed
I got five on it, got me stuck and toed back
I got on it, potna, let's go half on a sack

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

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

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

it comes 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 on everything, let's 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 on it, messin' wit' dat indo weed
I got five on it, it's got me stuck and toed
I got five on it, potna, let's go half on a

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