I Got 5 On It Lyrics - Singles - Da Luniz

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