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- Ha ha, the remix
- (5 on it)
- We creepin' in too, baby
- We got five on that thing, man
- We got, uh, Dru Down
- We got the Luniz
- (Shock G)
- Yeah, Richie Rich, E-40, Spice 1
- You say you got five on my tenda
- You can bend over the table
- But be sure bring my stallion back to my stable
- Say, brush?
- No elementary school ground plan
- Not a five dollar bill
- But five double zero on the real, feel
- I'm on the level, stair mellow
- No criticism from the fellows, hello
- Being keyed during a high speed
- But still don't tap the B.B.s
- I'm dizzy, Dru Down, baby
- Like Nyquil, I drop fever, so either put your five up
- Or ya gots to leave it like beaver cause see ya
- Nigge Perk land broke and smoke ya spliff all day
- Go home and buy big tricky with his pretty Impala
- I got five on the Hennessey, Segrims and 40's
- Cause this is how we do it like Montell Jordan
- I'm from the Oakland city, framed nigge is a gonna
- Now I'm blowin' it up like Oklahoma
- Put ya five with my fin, best believe we'll bend
- Mo corners than you thought, to somethin' writers bought
- More sizz-acks, believe that talkin', where you from?
- Oakland
- Smokin' in attempts to crack the chest plate
- The zips be so fluffy, the whole town loves me
- An every event I'm sacked up
- So if ya need me, scream double R when ya see me
- I got five on it, grab ya four, let's get keyed
- I got five on it, messin' wit' dat indo weed
- I got five on it, it's got me stuck and toed back
- I got five on it, potna, let's go half on a sack
- E-40, why ya treat me so bad?
- 40 makes it happen, fives gets slapped
- And rubbin' them girls just a little bit of light weight
- Flamboyant, potent fumes lingerin' mighty clouds and molten lights
- You expect to bit the baron an you'll be violatin' my civil rights
- I'm startin' to feel my scrilla but perhaps today my scrilla ain't feelin' me
- For the simple fact that I'm off to the track with hella fools three
- Pockets empty, pitchin' five, man I'm dusted took off my hat
- Passed it around, sprinkle me
- Me an E-40 to the head, comin' fifth, plus
- You let the lead bust, ready to do a murda, man?
- Curved off the Hurricane, hurled again
- Witness we'll bein' off two-fifths equal
- Killing people like Jason, facin' death every sequel
- (Insane in the membrane)
- Bring the pain like Method neglected
- Smokin' crips to the night to the brains for breakfast
- Cause for the indo fins do the evil that men do
- Give me five and I shall proceed and continue
- I got five on it, grab ya four, let's get keyed
- I got five on it, messin' wit' dat indo weed
- I got five on it, it's got me stuck and toed back
- I got five on it, potna, let's go half on a sack
- Yeah, it's been a while since I've hollered from the town
- Mess around heard young genome said, "I've gotta be down"
- Cause new styles is goin' down, look around you
- Tunes from the Luniz spread round an round you
- Back to get my O on, they let me flow on
- The thirty-five on it, yeah, I'm on it
- Still brinin' satin for them draws
- Velvet for the mic and got a pound for the cause
- Rollin' up the cannabis, hittin' the Mary Jane
- Smokin' the five before it's twelve o'clock
- Sippin' on Hurricane, ready to smoke on the indo
- Rollin' up my window, fittin' to go to the land
- With a hand fulla broccoli
- When it comes to the sticky, I'm the man
- Crunch nasty, I be hittin' the jank so hard I hurl
- Fall on the floor fittin' to have a stroke THC ain't no joke
- I got five on everything, let's get loaded and smoke
- S P I C E about to hit it an croak
- I got five on it, grab ya four, let's get keyed
- I got five on it, messin' wit' dat indo weed
- I got five on it, it's got me stuck and toed back
- I got five on it, potna, let's go half on a sack
- Ha ha, wassup baby
- It's me, your boy to keep the song always tight
- You little short on some ends?
- Don't worry, I'll take care of that, I got you
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