I Got 5 On It (Explicit)-Luniz

People in Oakland Oakland Woo see I'm ridin higher and higher woo-oo Kinda broke so you know all I gots five I got five 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 fourty 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 Cause 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 earlobe Avoidin all the thick teasers skeezers and weirdos I be blowin up 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 Cause homies nag me To take the dank out of the baggie I got five on it Grab your fourty let's get keyed I got five on it Messin wit that Indo **** I got five on it It's got me stuck and not go back I got five on it Potna let's go half on a sack 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 Cause I'll be d**ned if you get high off me for free Hell no you betta bring your own spliff chief Wassup don't make me sip that Better pass the joint Stop hittin cause you know you got Asthma Crack a fourty open homie an guzzel it Cause I know the **** in my system is gettin lonley I gotta take a whiz test to my p to o I know how I failed cause I done smoked major **** bro An everytime we with Chris that fool rollin up a fattie But the Tanqueray straight had me I got five on it Grab your fourty let's get keyed I got five on it Messin wit that Indo **** I got five on it It's got me stuck and not go back I got five on it Potna let's go half on a sack 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 nine to zero so we can roll big hot sheets I wish I could fade the ache But I'm no budget Still rollin a two door cutglass same 'ole bucket Foggy windows soggy Indo I'm in tha land gettin smoked wit my kinfolk Been smoked Yuk'll the sprayer lay it down Yuk stands for yukmouth Up in the oak the town Homies don't play around We down to blaze a pound Then eaz up Speed up through the ESO drink the V.S.O.P. P up with the lemon squeeze up And everybody's rolled up I'm da rolla That's quick to fold a blunt out of a buncha sticky dosia Hold up suck up my **** as all you do Kick in feed cause where I be's we need tab like a foo-foo I got five on it Grab your fourty let's get keyed I got five on it Messin wit that Indo **** I got five on it It's got me stuck and not go back I got five on it Potna let's go half on a sack