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    "I Got 5 On It (Remix)" Lyrics


    Ha hah, the remix.. five on it!
    We creepin in too, baby
    {We got five on ery'thang mayn}
    We got uhh, Dru Down; we got the.. LUNIZ! (Shock G, whassup?)
    {Know it's goin together man}
    Yeah, Richie Rich, E-40 (Spice 1)

    [Verse One: Dru Down]
    You say you got five on my tender, you can bend her over the table
    But be sure that you bring my stallion back to my stable
    Say, bruh? No elementary school ground playin

    Not a five dollar bill, but five double zero on the real feel
    I'm on the level, stayin mellow
    No criticism from the fellows, hello
    Being keyed durin a high-speed but still don't tap the B.B.'s
    I'm D.D., Dru Down, baby

    [Verse Two: Knumskull]
    Like Nyquil, I drop fever; so either put your five up
    or ya gots to "Leave It" like "Beaver"
    Cause see a, niggy perkin broke'll smoke your spliff all day
    Go home and buy big drinky with his pretty then parlay
    I got five on the Hennessey, Seagram's, or 40's
    Cause "This is How We Do It" like Montell Jordan
    I'm from the Oakland City, Frank Nitti is a goner
    Knum' blowin it up like Oklahoma

    [Verse Three: Richie Rich]
    Put ya feev' with my fin, best believe we'll bend

    Mo' corners than you thought, to somethin writers bought
    Mo' C-zacks? Believe that, tokin
    Where you from? Oakland, smokin
    In attempts to crack the chest plate
    The zips be so fluffy, the whole town loves me
    At every event I'm sacked up
    So if ya need me, scream "Double R" when ya see me

    Chorus: Michael Marshall

    I got five on it {"Got it good!"}
    Grab your fo', let's get keyed
    I got five on it..
    Messin with that endo weed!
    I got five on it {"Got it good!"}
    It's got me stuck, cannot go back
    I got five on it..
    Potnah, let's go half on a sack!

    [Verse Four: E-40]
    E-40.. why ya treat me so bad? 40 makes it happen
    Fives gets slapped and revenue grows
    from just a little bit of lightweight flamboastin
    Potent fumes lingerin mighty clouds and Northern Lights
    You expect to vick the baron
    and 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 B
    Pockets empty, pitchin five, man I'm dusted
    Took off my hat, passed it around, man sprinkle me

    [Verse Five: Yukmouth]
    Me and E-40 to the head, comin fed plus, you let the lead bust
    Ready to do a murda, mayn; perved off the Hurricane
    Slurred again, witness what bein off two-fifths equal
    Me killin people like Jason, facin death every sequel
    (Insane in the membrane!) "Bring the Pain" like Method
    Neglected, smokin kryptonite to the brain for breakfast
    Guzzle the Hen-do, finsta do the evil that men do
    Give me feev', I shall proceed to continue


    [Verse Six: Shock G]
    Yeah, it's been a while since I've hollered from the town
    Mess around and heard Yuk and Knum, said I gotta be down
    Cause new styles is goin down, look around you
    Tunes from the Lunz spreadin round and round you
    Back to get my O on, they let me flow on
    The thirty-five on it, yeah, I'm on it
    Still bringin satin for them drawers
    Velvet for the mic and got a pound for the cause

    [Verse Seven: Spice 1]
    Rollin up cannabis seteva, hittin the Mary Jane
    Smokin the five before it's tweleve o'clock, sippin on Hurricane
    Ready to smoke on the endo; rollin up my window, fin' to go to the land
    With a hand fulla broccoli, when it comes to the sticky I'm the man
    Crush nasty I be hittin the J so hard I earl
    Fall on the floor fittin to have a stroke T-H-C ain't no joke
    I got five on ery'thing, let's get loaded and smoke
    S-P-I-C-E about to hit it an' croaaaakkkkk


    Yeahhah, whassup baby?
    It's me, your boy with the kick that's always tight
    You a little short on some ends?
    Don't worry, I'll take care of that, I got five on that
    I got you
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