I Got 5 On It

Creep on in See I'm riding high Kinda broke you see so all I got is 5 I got 5 on it I got 5 on it I got 5, what you got nigga? Damn, I think I got 2 bucks in my sock, nigga Well that's that; fuck it! I think I got 3 bucks in my backpack Enough to get a phat sack Hell yeah! You got some zags? Not at all man Let's get some from the store Fa sho, because a nigga need a tall can Damn, open the door, Blood Nigga, where my keys at? I don't know Remember I gave em to you to get that weed sack Oh, here they are in my sock Put your seatbelt on Cause there's hella cops parked up the block Well nigga bust a U-ie then Nigga, fire up that doobie then Hell nah! You major scand'lous, partna Well sue me then Oh, be like that on a roach? Nope, look at them hoes! Man fuck them tricks, nigga let's get smoked! Pass the doobie to the left biddy-bum-bum-boo! Whoa! What the fuck wrong with you?! Damn I had a flash back This nigga fronting me some yay But you know that he ain't gonna get his cash back Nigga what if the cash jack? Oh it's cool Fuck this, I'm putting it in the cuts It's bad enough he got no tags on the Cutlass Eh you know what? 84th is the closest Yup. Oooh! A fat ass Tamp, nigga let's smoke this Let's roll a blunt wit the skunk Why you bring that scand'lous-ass sack? Man this shit ain't no punk Here smell this Roll it up then nigga! Haha, yeah! Let's go half on some liquor Yeah go get some Tanquo or something Aww man, shit I ain't got nothing! (Sorry) Man I spend with you all the time (Sorry no I.D., no Cahhlo's Rossi Rine) Aw fuck that! They didn't let you get the drank? (Get out my store!) Man, I ain't trippin I got 5 on it Grab your 40, let's get keyed I got 5 on it Fuckin with that Indo weed I got 5 on it It's got me stuck and I'm tore back I got 5 on it Nigga lets go half on a sack! I take a sack to the face whenever I can Fuck a crutch; I be smoking that shit Til the joint be burning my hand Next time I roll it in a Tampa To burn slow so the ashes won't be burning up my hand, brah Hoes want to hit but they know they got to pitch in Then, I roll a joint that's longer than your extension Cause I'll be damned if you get high off me for free Fuck that, you better bring your own shit chief Wassup, don't babysit that You better pass the joint Nigga stop hitting cause you know you got asthma Crack a 40 open homie and guzzle it Cause I know the weed in my system is getting lonely I gotta take a piss test for my P.O I know I failed cause I done smoked hella weed, bro An every time we with Chris That nigga rollin' up a fatty But the Tanqueray straight had me Lit to the fullest extreme There was getting no higher That shit had my chest on fire Dru Down was swigging to the face straight But I ain't fuckin with that I think I'll stick to the crazy 8's Bring me a bottle and I'm cool with that I'mma a lounge with that Nigga bring me a phat sack I don't know how to roll But I know how to smoke! I think I'm gonna hit it til my ass choke I got 5 on it Grab your 40, let's get keyed I got 5 on it Fuckin with that Indo weed I got 5 on it It's got me stuck and I'm tore back I got 5 on it Nigga lets go half on a sack! Player, give me some brew and I might just chill But I'm the type that likes to light another joint like Cypress Hill I steal doobies, spit loogies when I puff on it I got some bucks on it But it ain't enough on it Fuck with the S the T, I-D-E-S Nevertheless I'm hella fresh Rolling joints like a cigarette So pass it cross 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 get another stogie Niggas all kick in like Shinobi Nummy ain't my homie to begin with It's too many heads to be popping to let my friend hit shit Unless you pull out the phat crispy 5 dollar bill on the real before its history Cause niggas be having them vacuum lungs An if you let em hit it for free You hella dum-da-dum-dum! I come to school with the Taylor on my earlobe Avoiding all the dick-teasers Skeezers and weirdos That be fuckin' off the land like "Where tha bomb at?" Give me 2 bucks, you take a puff and pass my bomb back Suck up the dank like a Slurpee The serious bomb will make a nigga go delirious like Eddie Murphy I got more Growing Pains than Maggie Cause niggas nag me To take the dank out of the baggie I got 5 on it Grab your 40, let's get keyed I got 5 on it Fuckin with that Indo weed I got 5 on it It's got me stuck and I'm tore back I got 5 on it Nigga lets go half on a sack!