"I Got 5 On It"
See I'm riding higher and higher
Kinda broke so ya know all I got's five, I got five
Player, give me some brew and I might just chill
But I'm the type that like to light another joint like Cypress Hill
I got some bucks on it but it ain't enough on it
Go get the S-t. I-d-e-s
Nevertheless I'm hella fresh, rolling joints like a cigarette
So pass it across the table like ping pong, I'm gone
Beating my chest like King Kong
It's on wrap my lips around a 40
And when it comes to getting another stogie fools all kick in like Shinobi
No, he ain't my homie to begin with
5 dollar bill on the real before it's history
Cause fools be having them vacuum lungs
An if you let em hit it for free you hella dum-da-dum-dumb
I come to school with the Taylor on my earlobe
Avoiding all the thick teasers, skeezers, and weirdos
That be blowing off the land like where the bomb at
Give me two bucks, you take a puff and pass my bong back
Suck up the dank like a Slurpee
The serious bomb will make a niggy go delirious like Eddie Murphy
I got more Growing Pains than Maggie
Cause homies nag me to take the dank out of the baggie
I got five on it
Grab your 40, let's get keyed
I got five on it
Messing with that Indo shit
I got five on it
It's got me stuck and not go back
I got five on it
Partner lets go half on a sack
I take sacks to the face whenever I can
Don't need no crutch, I'm so keyed up 'till the joint be burning my hand
Next time I roll it in a hampa
To burn slow, so the ashes won't be burning up my hand, bro
Hoochies can hit but they know they got to pitch in
Then I roll a joint that's longer than your extension (hahaha)
Cause I'll be damned if you get high off me for free
What's up, don't babysit that better pass the joint
And guzzle it, cause I know the shit in my system is getting lonely
I gotta take a whiz test to my P-O
I know I failed cause I done smoked major shit bro
And every time we with Chris that fool rolling up a fatty
But the Tanqueray straight had me
My yester-night thing got me hung off the night train
You fade, I face, so let's head to the east
Hit the stroll to 9-0 so we can roll big hashish
I wish I could fade the eighth, but I'm low budget
Still rolling a two door Cutlass same old bucket
Foggy windows, soggy Indoe
I'm in the 'land getting smoked wit my kinfolk
Homies don't play around we down to blaze a pound
Drink the V-S-O-P 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 sticky doja
Hold up, suck up my d**k is all you do
Kick in feed, cause where I be we need half like um-foo-foo
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:01.74]"I Got 5 On It"
[00:12.47]See I'm riding higher and higher
[00:17.91]Kinda broke so ya know all I got's five, I got five
[00:22.47][Verse 1: Yukmouth]
[00:23.17]Player, give me some brew and I might just chill
[00:26.29]But I'm the type that like to light another joint like Cypress Hill
[00:32.32]I got some bucks on it but it ain't enough on it
[00:35.39]Go get the S-t. I-d-e-s
[00:37.22]Nevertheless I'm hella fresh, rolling joints like a cigarette
[00:40.85]So pass it across the table like ping pong, I'm gone
[00:44.21]Beating my chest like King Kong
[00:46.07]It's on wrap my lips around a 40
[00:48.14]And when it comes to getting another stogie fools all kick in like Shinobi
[00:52.22]No, he ain't my homie to begin with
[00:59.98]5 dollar bill on the real before it's history
[01:02.60]Cause fools be having them vacuum lungs
[01:05.16]An if you let em hit it for free you hella dum-da-dum-dumb
[01:08.40]I come to school with the Taylor on my earlobe
[01:11.20]Avoiding all the thick teasers, skeezers, and weirdos
[01:14.53]That be blowing off the land like where the bomb at
[01:16.70]Give me two bucks, you take a puff and pass my bong back
[01:19.69]Suck up the dank like a Slurpee
[01:21.45]The serious bomb will make a niggy go delirious like Eddie Murphy
[01:25.10]I got more Growing Pains than Maggie
[01:27.44]Cause homies nag me to take the dank out of the baggie
[01:29.82][Hook:]
[01:30.20]I got five on it
[01:32.54]Grab your 40, let's get keyed
[01:35.75]I got five on it
[01:38.02]Messing with that Indo shit
[01:41.20]I got five on it
[01:43.66]It's got me stuck and not go back
[01:46.45]I got five on it
[01:49.35]Partner lets go half on a sack
[01:51.37][Verse 2: Numskull]
[01:51.66]I take sacks to the face whenever I can
[01:54.02]Don't need no crutch, I'm so keyed up 'till the joint be burning my hand
[01:58.02]Next time I roll it in a hampa
[02:00.36]To burn slow, so the ashes won't be burning up my hand, bro
[02:03.64]Hoochies can hit but they know they got to pitch in
[02:06.37]Then I roll a joint that's longer than your extension (hahaha)
[02:09.23]Cause I'll be damned if you get high off me for free
[02:14.82]What's up, don't babysit that better pass the joint
[02:22.19]And guzzle it, cause I know the shit in my system is getting lonely
[02:25.65]I gotta take a whiz test to my P-O
[02:28.22]I know I failed cause I done smoked major shit bro
[02:31.26]And every time we with Chris that fool rolling up a fatty
[02:34.47]But the Tanqueray straight had me
[02:36.50][Hook]
[02:58.19][Verse 3: Numskull]
[03:01.92]My yester-night thing got me hung off the night train
[03:04.87]You fade, I face, so let's head to the east
[03:07.22]Hit the stroll to 9-0 so we can roll big hashish
[03:10.39]I wish I could fade the eighth, but I'm low budget
[03:13.01]Still rolling a two door Cutlass same old bucket
[03:15.95]Foggy windows, soggy Indoe
[03:18.06]I'm in the 'land getting smoked wit my kinfolk
[03:20.47][Verse 4: Yukmouth]
[03:25.04]Homies don't play around we down to blaze a pound
[03:29.39]Drink the V-S-O-P with a lemon squeeze up
[03:32.20]And everybody's rolled up, I'm da roller
[03:34.69]That's quick to fold a blunt out of a buncha sticky doja
[03:37.83]Hold up, suck up my d**k is all you do
[03:40.07]Kick in feed, cause where I be we need half like um-foo-foo
[03:42.63][Hook]
[04:06.50]
"I Got 5 On It"
See I'm riding higher and higher
Kinda broke so ya know all I got's five, I got five
Player, give me some brew and I might just chill
But I'm the type that like to light another joint like Cypress Hill
I got some bucks on it but it ain't enough on it
Go get the S-t. I-d-e-s
Nevertheless I'm hella fresh, rolling joints like a cigarette
So pass it across the table like ping pong, I'm gone
Beating my chest like King Kong
It's on wrap my lips around a 40
And when it comes to getting another stogie fools all kick in like Shinobi
No, he ain't my homie to begin with
5 dollar bill on the real before it's history
Cause fools be having them vacuum lungs
An if you let em hit it for free you hella dum-da-dum-dumb
I come to school with the Taylor on my earlobe
Avoiding all the thick teasers, skeezers, and weirdos
That be blowing off the land like where the bomb at
Give me two bucks, you take a puff and pass my bong back
Suck up the dank like a Slurpee
The serious bomb will make a niggy go delirious like Eddie Murphy
I got more Growing Pains than Maggie
Cause homies nag me to take the dank out of the baggie
I got five on it
Grab your 40, let's get keyed
I got five on it
Messing with that Indo shit
I got five on it
It's got me stuck and not go back
I got five on it
Partner lets go half on a sack
I take sacks to the face whenever I can
Don't need no crutch, I'm so keyed up 'till the joint be burning my hand
Next time I roll it in a hampa
To burn slow, so the ashes won't be burning up my hand, bro
Hoochies can hit but they know they got to pitch in
Then I roll a joint that's longer than your extension (hahaha)
Cause I'll be damned if you get high off me for free
What's up, don't babysit that better pass the joint
And guzzle it, cause I know the shit in my system is getting lonely
I gotta take a whiz test to my P-O
I know I failed cause I done smoked major shit bro
And every time we with Chris that fool rolling up a fatty
But the Tanqueray straight had me
My yester-night thing got me hung off the night train
You fade, I face, so let's head to the east
Hit the stroll to 9-0 so we can roll big hashish
I wish I could fade the eighth, but I'm low budget
Still rolling a two door Cutlass same old bucket
Foggy windows, soggy Indoe
I'm in the 'land getting smoked wit my kinfolk
Homies don't play around we down to blaze a pound
Drink the V-S-O-P 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 sticky doja
Hold up, suck up my d**k is all you do
Kick in feed, cause where I be we need half like um-foo-foo
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:01.74]"I Got 5 On It"
[00:12.47]See I'm riding higher and higher
[00:17.91]Kinda broke so ya know all I got's five, I got five
[00:22.47][Verse 1: Yukmouth]
[00:23.17]Player, give me some brew and I might just chill
[00:26.29]But I'm the type that like to light another joint like Cypress Hill
[00:32.32]I got some bucks on it but it ain't enough on it
[00:35.39]Go get the S-t. I-d-e-s
[00:37.22]Nevertheless I'm hella fresh, rolling joints like a cigarette
[00:40.85]So pass it across the table like ping pong, I'm gone
[00:44.21]Beating my chest like King Kong
[00:46.07]It's on wrap my lips around a 40
[00:48.14]And when it comes to getting another stogie fools all kick in like Shinobi
[00:52.22]No, he ain't my homie to begin with
[00:59.98]5 dollar bill on the real before it's history
[01:02.60]Cause fools be having them vacuum lungs
[01:05.16]An if you let em hit it for free you hella dum-da-dum-dumb
[01:08.40]I come to school with the Taylor on my earlobe
[01:11.20]Avoiding all the thick teasers, skeezers, and weirdos
[01:14.53]That be blowing off the land like where the bomb at
[01:16.70]Give me two bucks, you take a puff and pass my bong back
[01:19.69]Suck up the dank like a Slurpee
[01:21.45]The serious bomb will make a niggy go delirious like Eddie Murphy
[01:25.10]I got more Growing Pains than Maggie
[01:27.44]Cause homies nag me to take the dank out of the baggie
[01:29.82][Hook:]
[01:30.20]I got five on it
[01:32.54]Grab your 40, let's get keyed
[01:35.75]I got five on it
[01:38.02]Messing with that Indo shit
[01:41.20]I got five on it
[01:43.66]It's got me stuck and not go back
[01:46.45]I got five on it
[01:49.35]Partner lets go half on a sack
[01:51.37][Verse 2: Numskull]
[01:51.66]I take sacks to the face whenever I can
[01:54.02]Don't need no crutch, I'm so keyed up 'till the joint be burning my hand
[01:58.02]Next time I roll it in a hampa
[02:00.36]To burn slow, so the ashes won't be burning up my hand, bro
[02:03.64]Hoochies can hit but they know they got to pitch in
[02:06.37]Then I roll a joint that's longer than your extension (hahaha)
[02:09.23]Cause I'll be damned if you get high off me for free
[02:14.82]What's up, don't babysit that better pass the joint
[02:22.19]And guzzle it, cause I know the shit in my system is getting lonely
[02:25.65]I gotta take a whiz test to my P-O
[02:28.22]I know I failed cause I done smoked major shit bro
[02:31.26]And every time we with Chris that fool rolling up a fatty
[02:34.47]But the Tanqueray straight had me
[02:36.50][Hook]
[02:58.19][Verse 3: Numskull]
[03:01.92]My yester-night thing got me hung off the night train
[03:04.87]You fade, I face, so let's head to the east
[03:07.22]Hit the stroll to 9-0 so we can roll big hashish
[03:10.39]I wish I could fade the eighth, but I'm low budget
[03:13.01]Still rolling a two door Cutlass same old bucket
[03:15.95]Foggy windows, soggy Indoe
[03:18.06]I'm in the 'land getting smoked wit my kinfolk
[03:20.47][Verse 4: Yukmouth]
[03:25.04]Homies don't play around we down to blaze a pound
[03:29.39]Drink the V-S-O-P with a lemon squeeze up
[03:32.20]And everybody's rolled up, I'm da roller
[03:34.69]That's quick to fold a blunt out of a buncha sticky doja
[03:37.83]Hold up, suck up my d**k is all you do
[03:40.07]Kick in feed, cause where I be we need half like um-foo-foo
[03:42.63][Hook]
[04:06.50]
(two shit fiends talking)
(whistle)
Hahahaha.
*eh, eh, eh, yo mama got a long ass throat, when she drink milk, by the
*where you get that cream from m...
Verse 1
As I preceed to count my dividends
plenty ends that I done made with plenty bitches
with plenty men that they done played I'm laid back up
in ...
Nik Nack is in the house for the four
My niggaz locked up, left a kilo, it's good as sold
My limo even slide through on the late night for that high
I...
Intro: Michael Marshall
Creep on in, on in, on in
Whoa, see I'm ridin' high, whoa
Kinda broke this evening, y'all, so all I got's five, I got five
Ver...
I don't want nobody
I don't want nobody baby
But you
There's something bout your body
That's got me thinkin of nobody
But you
I don't want nobody
I ...
Chorus: 1x
Would ya quit ****in my high off
Cause it's got to be the mutha****in boss loss
Heavy to the metal, drinking X.O., nothin but x.o
Verse 1:(...
Narcotics,and boss ballas, pit bulls and rottweilers
Niggas wit gold teeth,old schools on gold fee
killas,and O.G's,Task postil the police
Mac Arth to...
Pimps Playas &Hustlas （featuring Dru Down &Richie Rich）-Luniz
*（Yukmouth &Knumskull talking）*
Nigga what's hap'nin
Who we got in here
Nigga ain't this...
Natalia Kills - Broke
Don't want you're money no dirty promise
Don't want the memories that echo in my head
You left me stranded caught you red-hande...