[00:01.74]"I Got 5 On It"
[00:06.62]People in Oakland, Oakland
[00:12.47]See I'm riding higher and higher
[00:17.91]Kinda broke so ya know all I got's five, I got five
[00:22.47][Verse 1: Yukmouth]
[00:23.17]Player, give me some brew and I might just chill
[00:26.29]But I'm the type that like to light another joint like Cypress Hill
[00:29.94]I'm-a steal doobies, spit loogies when I puff on it
[00:32.32]I got some bucks on it but it ain't enough on it
[00:35.39]Go get the S-t. I-d-e-s
[00:37.22]Nevertheless I'm hella fresh, rolling joints like a cigarette
[00:40.85]So pass it across the table like ping pong, I'm gone
[00:44.21]Beating my chest like King Kong
[00:46.07]It's on wrap my lips around a 40
[00:48.14]And when it comes to getting another stogie fools all kick in like Shinobi
[00:52.22]No, he ain't my homie to begin with
[00:54.44]It's too many heads to be proper to let my friend hit it
[00:57.71]Unless you pull out the fat, crispy
[00:59.98]5 dollar bill on the real before it's history
[01:02.60]Cause fools be having them vacuum lungs
[01:05.16]An if you let em hit it for free you hella dum-da-dum-dumb
[01:08.40]I come to school with the Taylor on my earlobe
[01:11.20]Avoiding all the thick teasers, skeezers, and weirdos
[01:14.53]That be blowing off the land like where the bomb at
[01:16.70]Give me two bucks, you take a puff and pass my bong back
[01:19.69]Suck up the dank like a Slurpee
[01:21.45]The serious bomb will make a niggy go delirious like Eddie Murphy
[01:25.10]I got more Growing Pains than Maggie
[01:27.44]Cause homies nag me to take the dank out of the baggie
[01:29.82][Hook:]
[01:30.20]I got five on it
[01:32.54]Grab your 40, let's get keyed
[01:35.75]I got five on it
[01:38.02]Messing with that Indo weed
[01:41.20]I got five on it
[01:43.66]It's got me stuck and not go back
[01:46.45]I got five on it
[01:49.35]Partner lets go half on a sack
[01:51.37][Verse 2: Numskull]
[01:51.66]I take sacks to the face whenever I can
[01:54.02]Don't need no crutch, I'm so keyed up 'till the joint be burning my hand
[01:58.02]Next time I roll it in a hampa
[02:00.36]To burn slow, so the ashes won't be burning up my hand, bro
[02:03.64]Hoochies can hit but they know they got to pitch in
[02:06.37]Then I roll a joint that's longer than your extension (hahaha)
[02:09.23]Cause I'll be damned if you get high off me for free
[02:11.44]Hell no, you better bring your own spliff, chief
[02:14.82]What's up, don't babysit that better pass the joint
[02:17.99]Stop hitting cause you know you got asthma
[02:20.28]Crack a 40 open homie
[02:22.19]And guzzle it, cause I know the weed in my system is getting lonely
[02:25.65]I gotta take a whiz test to my P-O
[02:28.22]I know I failed cause I done smoked major weed bro
[02:31.26]And every time we with Chris that fool rolling up a fatty
[02:34.47]But the Tanqueray straight had me
[02:36.50][Hook]
[02:58.19][Verse 3: Numskull]
[02:58.49]Hey, make this right man, stop at the light man
[03:01.92]My yester-night thing got me hung off the night train
[03:04.87]You fade, I face, so let's head to the east
[03:07.22]Hit the stroll to 9-0 so we can roll big hashish
[03:10.39]I wish I could fade the eighth, but I'm low budget
[03:13.01]Still rolling a two door Cutlass same old bucket
[03:15.95]Foggy windows, soggy Indoe
[03:18.06]I'm in the 'land getting smoked wit my kinfolk
[03:20.47][Verse 4: Yukmouth]
[03:20.66]Been smoked, Yuk'll spray ya, lay ya down up in the O-A-K the Town
[03:25.04]Homies don't play around we down to blaze a pound
[03:27.44]Then ease up, speed up through the E-S-O
[03:29.39]Drink the V-S-O-P with a lemon squeeze up
[03:32.20]And everybody's rolled up, I'm da roller
[03:34.69]That's quick to fold a blunt out of a buncha sticky doja
[03:37.83]Hold up, suck up my weed is all you do
[03:40.07]Kick in feed, cause where I be we need half like um-foo-foo
[03:42.63][Hook]
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