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Luniz

I Got 5 On It

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1-People in Oakland...OaklandWoo, see I`m ridin higher and higher, woo-ooKinda broke so ya know all I gots five, I got five(VERSE 1)Player, give me some brew an I might just chill,but I`m the type that like to light another jointLike Cypress HillI`m steal doobies spit loogies when I puff on it,I got some bucks on it, but it ain`t enuff on itgo get the S-t. I-d-e-s never the less, I`m hella Fresh, rollin joints like a cigarretteso 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 Shinobino, me ain`t my homie to begin with,it`s too many heads to be poppin at my friend hit itunless you pull out the phat, crispyfive dollar bill on the real before its historycos fools be havin the vaccum lungs,an if you let em hit it for free,you hellar "dum-dum-dum-dum"I come to school with a taylor on my earlobeavoidin all the thick teasers, skeezers, and weirdosI be blowin up the land like where tha bomb at?give me two bucks,you take a puff, and pass my bomb backsuck up the dank like a slurpy the serious bombwill make a nigge go delirous like Eddie MurphyI got more growin pains than Maggiecos homies nag me,to take the dank out of the baggie1-I got five on it, grab your 40, let`s get keyedI got five on it,messin wit that Indo weedI got five on it,it`s got me stuck and not go backI got five on it,potna lets go half on a sack(VERSE 2)I take sacks to the face,whenever I can, don`t need no cruchI`m so keyed up,till the joint be burnin my handnext time I roll it in a hampa (slang for hav-a-tampa cigars)to burn slo,so the ashes won`t be burnin up my hand, brahoochies can hit,but they know they got to pitch in,then I roll a joint that`s longer than your extensioncos I`ll be damned if you get high off me for freehell no, you betta bring your own spliff, chiefwassup, don`t make me sip that,better pass the JOINT!stop hittin cos you know ya got Asthmacrack a 40 open, homie, an guzzel it,cos I know the weed in my system is gettin lonleyI gotta take a whiz test to my P-OI know how I failed cos I done smoked major weed bro,an everytime we with Chris that fool rollin up a fattie,but the Tanqueray straight had me(repeat 1) (VERSE 3)(2)hey, make this right man,stop at the light man,my yester night thang got me hung off the night train you fade, i faceso let`s head to da easthit the stroll to 9-0 so we can roll big, hot sheetsI wish I could fade the achebut I`m no budget,still rollin a 2 door cutglass, same `ole bucketfoggy windows, soggy Indo,I`m in tha land gettin smoked wit my kinfolk(1)been smoked,yuk`ll, the sprayer lay it down,(yuk stands for yukmouth)up in the OAK the Townhomies don`t play around,we down to blaze a poundthen eaz up,speed up through the ESO drink the V.S.O.P.P up with the lemon squeeze upand everybody`s rolled up, I`m da rolla that`s quick to fold a blunt out of a buncha sticky dosiahold up, suck up my weed as all you dokick in feed, cause where I be`s we need tab like a foo-foo(rpt 1)

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