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Текст (слова) песни: Luniz - I Got Five On It

[Chorus]
people in Oakland...Oakland
woo, see I`m ridin higher and higher, woo-oo
kinda broke so ya know all I gots five, I got five

[Yukmouth]
player, give me some brew an 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-t. I-d-e-s
never the less,
I`m hella Fresh,
rollin joints like a cigarrette
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
cos fools be havin` them vaccum lungs,
an if you let `em hit it for free,
you hellar "dum-dum-dum-dum"
I come to school with the taylor on my earlobe
avoidin` all the thick teasers, skeezers, and weirdos
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
cos homies nag me,
to take the dank out of the baggie

[Chorus]
I got five on it,
grab your 40,
let`s get keyed
I got five on it,
messin` wit that Indo weed
I got five on it,
it`s got me stuck and not go back
I got five on it,
potna lets go half on a sac

(Knumskull)
I take sacks to the face,
whenever I can,
don`t need no cruch
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
cos I`ll be damned if you get high off me for free
hell naw, you betta bring your own spliff, cheif
wassup,
don`t make me sip that,
better pass the
JOINT!
stop hittin` cos you know ya got Asthma
crack a 40 open, homie,
an guzzel it,
cos I know the weed in my system is gettin lonley
I gotta take a whiz test to my P-O
I know 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

[Chorus]

[Knumskull]
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, hot sheets
I wish I could fade the eighth
but I`ve no budget,
still rollin` a two door Cutlass same ole` bucket
foggy windows,
smokin` Indo,
I`m in tha land gettin smoked wit my kinfolk

[Yukmouth]
been smoked,
Yuk`ll spray ya, lay ya down
up in the OAK the Town
homies don`t play around,
we down to blaze a pound
then ease up,
speed up through the ESO,
drink the VSOP 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 sitcky 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

[Chorus]

 

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