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I Got 5 On It
作詞：Robert Bell, Ronald Bell, Donald Boyce, George Brown, Jerold Ellis, Denzil Foster, Anthony Gilmour, Garrick Husband, Mike Marshall, Thomas Mcelroy, Robert Mickens, Claydes Smith, Dennis Thomas, Richard Westfield
Creep on it
Yeah, see I'm ridin' higher and higher
Kinda broke so ya know all I gots 5, I got 5
Player, give me some brew and I might just chill
But I'm the type that like to light another joint like Cypress Hill
I'm steal doobies, spit loogies when I puff on it
I got some bucks on it but it ain't enuff on it
Go get the S-the-T-I-D-E-S
Never the less, I'm hella fresh, rollin' joints like the cigarette
So pass it 'cross the table like Ping Pong, I'm gone
Beatin' my chest like King Kong
It's on, wrap my lips around a 40
And when it comes to get another stogie
Fools all kick in like Shinobi
No, me ain't my homie to begin with
It's too many heads to be poppin' at my friend hit it
Unless you pull out the, phat crispy
Five dollar bill on the real before its history
'Cause fools be havin' them, vacuum lungs
An if you let 'em hit it for free you hella, dum-dum-dum-dum
I come to school with the Taylor on my earlobe
Avoidin' all the thick teasers, skeezers and weirdoes
That be blowin' off the land like, where tha bomb at?
Give me two bucks you take a puff and pass my bomb back
Suck up the dank like a slurpy
The serious bomb will make a nigge go delirous like Eddie Murphy
I got more growin' pains than Maggie
'Cause homies nag me to take the dank out of the baggie
I got 5 on it
Grab your 40, let's get keyed
I got 5 on it
Messin' wit that Indo weed
I got 5 on it
It's got me stuck and not go back
I got 5 on it
Partna let's go half on a sack
I take sacks to the face whenever I can
Don't need no crutch, I'm so keyed up
'Till the joint be burnin' my hand
Next time I roll it in a hampa to burn slo
So the ashes won't be burnin' up my hand, bra
Hoochies can hit but they know they got to pitch in
Then I roll a joint that's longer than your extension
'Cause I'll be damned if you get high off me for free
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Hell no, you betta bring your own spliff, chief
Wassup, don't babysit that better pass the joint
Stop hittin' 'cause you know ya got Asthma
Crack a 40 open, homie and guzzle it
'Cause I know the weed in my system is gettin' lonely
I gotta take a whiz test to my P-O
I know I failed 'cause I done smoked major weed bro
An everytime we with Chris, that fool rollin' up a fattie
But the Tanqueray straight had me
I got 5 on it
Grab your 40, let's get keyed
I got 5 on it
Messin' wit that Indo weed
I got 5 on it
It's got me stuck and not go back
I got 5 on it
Partna let's go half on a sac
Hey, make this right man, stop at the light man
My yester night thang got me hung off the night train
You fade, I face so let's head to da east
Hit the stroll to 9-0 so we can roll big hashish
I wish I could fade the eighth but I'm low budget
Still rollin' a two door Cutlass same ole' bucket
Foggy windows, smokin' Endo
I'm in tha land gettin' smoked with my kinfolk, been smoked
Yuk'll spray ya, lay ya down
Up in the O-A-K the Town
Homies don't play around
We down to blaze a pound
Then ease up, speed up through the E-S-O
Drink the V-S-O-P up with a lemon squeeze up
And everybody's rolled up, I'm da roller
That's quick to fold a blunt out of a buncha sticky dosia
Hold up, suck up my weed is all you do
Kick in feed, 'cause where I be's we need tab like a foo-foo
I got 5 on it
Grab your 40, let's get keyed
I got 5 on it
Messin' wit that Indo weed
I got 5 on it
It's got me stuck and not go back
I got 5 on it
Partna let's go half on a sack
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