Текст песни The Luniz - I Got Five On It (Reprise)
The Luniz - I Got Five On It (Reprise) слова песни
ChorusCreep on in, on in (echos)Woo.See I`m ridin high, ridin high (echos)Whoooo!Kinda broke you see me, so all I got is FIVEI GOT FIVE!Verse 1 *(Knumskull & Yukmouth)*(Knumskull)I Got Five On ItI got five what you got nigga?(Yukmouth)Damn I think I got two bucks in my sock nigga.(Knumskull)Well that`s thatfuck itI think I got three bucks in my backpackenough to get a phat sack.(Yukmouth)Hell yeah!(Knumskull)You got some zags?(Yukmouth) Not at all man.(Knumskull)Let`s get some from the store.(Yukmouth)Fa sho, because a nigga need a Tall Ken.(Knumskull)Damn open the door blood.(Yukmouth)Nigga where my keys at?(Knumskull)I don`t know? (Yukmouth)Remember I gave `em to you to go get that weed sack.(Knumskull)Oh here they go in my sock.(Yukmouth)Put your seatbelt oncuz there`s hella cops parked up the block.(Knumskull)Well nigga bust a U-ey then.(Yukmouth)Nigga fire up that doobie then.(Knumskull)Hell nah!(Yukmouth)You major skanless potna.(Knumskull)Well sue me then.(Yukmouth)Oh, be like that on a roach?(Knumskull)Nope, look at them hoes!(Yukmouth)Man fuck them tricks, nigga let`s get smoke!Pass the doobie to the left biddy-bum-bum-boo!Whoa! What the fuck wrong wit you?!(Knumskull)Damn I had a flash backthis nigga frontin me some yaybut you know that he ain`t gonna get his cash back.(Yukmouth)Nigga what if the cash jack?(Knumskull)Oh it`s cool Fuck this, I`m puttin it in the cuts.(Yukmouth)It`s bad enough he got not tags on the Cutlass(Knumskull)Eh you know what? 84th is the closest.(Yukmouth)YupOooh!a fat ass Hamp, nigga let`s smoke this.(Knumskull)Let`s roll a blunt wit the skunk.(Yukmouth)Why you bring that skanless ass sack?(Knumskull)Man this shit ain`t no punk.Here smell this.(Yukmouth)Roll it up then nigga!(Knumskull)Haha, yeah!(Yukmouth)Let`s go half on some liquoryeah go get some Tango or something.(Eh, I got to see some I.D.)(Knumskull)Aww man, shit I ain`t got nothing!(Sorry)(Knumskull)Man I spend wit you all the time.(Sorry no I.D., no colors Icy Bine)(Knumskull)Aww fuck that!(Yukmouth)They didn`t let you get the drank?(Get out my store!)(Knumskull)Man I ain`t trippin.Chorus *(Mike Marshall)*I got five on itgrab your 40let`s get keyedI got five on itfuckin wit that Indo weedI got five on itit`s got me stuck and I`m tore backI got five on itnigga lets go half on a sack.Verse 2 *(Knumskull)*I take a sack to the facewhenever I canfuck a cruchI be smokin that shittil the joint be burnin my handnext time I roll it in a Hampato burn sloso the ashes won`t be burnin up my hand, brahoes wanna hit but they know they got to pitch inthen I roll a joint that`s longer than your extensioncuz I`ll be damned if you get high off me for freefuck that you betta bring your own shit cheifwassupdon`t babysit thatyou better pass theJOINT! nigga stop hittin cuz you know ya got asthmacrack a 40 open homiean guzzel itcuz I know the weed in my system is gettin lonleyI gotta take a piss test for my P.O.I know I failed cuz I done smoked hella weed broan everytime we with Chris that nigga rollin up a fattiebut the Tanqueray straight had melit to the fullest extremethere was gettin no higherthat shit had my chest on fireDru Down was swiggin to the face straightbut I ain`t fuckin wit thatI think I`ll stick to the crazy 8`sbring me a bottle and I`m cool wit thatI`m a lounge wit thatnigga bring me a phat sackI don`t know how to rollbut I know how to SMOKE!I think I`m gonna hit it til my ass choke.*(chorus)* x2*(during chorus)*Whooo-weee! Baby-boy! Dayyyymn!I`m hella high. Damn.That`s that indo.Dayyyymn!Only Oakland got that Doja like that.Only the Town nigga.Eh man quit hoggin up the joint, man you baby sittin it.What you talking about?Pass that shit over here.Verse 3 *(Yukmouth)*Playa give me some brew an I might just chillbut I`m the type that like to light another joint like Cypress HillI steal doobiesspit loogies when I puff on itI got some bucks on itbut it ain`t enuff on itfuck wit the S the T, I-D-E-S never the lessI`m hella freshrollin joints like a cigarretteso pass it cross the table like ping pongI`m gonebeatin my chest like King Kongit`s on,wrap my lips around a 40and when it comes to get another stogieniggas all kick in like Shinobi