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  • People in Oakland, Oakland
    See I'm riding higher and higher (woah-ohh)
    Kinda broke so ya know all I got's five, I got five
    Verse 1: Yukmouth
    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 steal doobies, spit loogies when I puff on it
    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
    It's too many heads to be proper to let my friend hit it
    Unless you pull out the fat-crispy
    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 deliriou
    Like Eddie Murphy
    I got more 'Growing Pains' than Maggie
    Cause homies nag me
    To take
    The dank
    Out of the baggie
    Hook
    I got five on it
    Grab your 40, let's get keyed
    I got five on it
    Messing with that Indo ****
    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
    Verse 2: Numskull
    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
    Hell no, you better bring your own spliff, chief
    What's up, don't babysit that better pass the joint
    Stop hitting cause you know you got asthma

    And guzzle it, cause I know the **** 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 **** bro
    And every time we with Chris that fool rolling up a fatty
    But the Tanqueray straight had me
    Hook
    I got five on it
    Grab your 40, let's get keyed
    I got five on it
    Messing with that Indo ****
    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
    Verse 3: Numskull
    Hey, make this right man, stop at the light man
    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
    Verse 4: Yukmouth
    Been smoked, Yuk'll spray ya, lay ya down up in the O-A-K the Town
    Homies don't play around we down to blaze a pound
    Then ease up, speed up through the E-S-O
    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 **** is all you do
    Kick in fees, cuz where I be, we need half like Umfufu.
    Hook
    I got five on it
    Grab your 40, let's get keyed
    I got five on it
    Messing with that Indo ****
    I got five on it
    It's got me stuck and not go back
    I got five on it 5
    Partner lets go half on a sack
  • [00:04.36]People in Oakland, Oakland
    [00:09.91]See I'm riding higher and higher (woah-ohh)
    [00:16.30]Kinda broke so ya know all I got's five, I got five
    [00:20.87]Verse 1: Yukmouth
    [00:21.20]Player, give me some brew and I might just chill
    [00:24.41]But I'm the type that like to light another joint, like Cypress Hill
    [00:27.76]I steal doobies, spit loogies when I puff on it
    [00:30.54]I got some bucks on it, but it ain't enough on it
    [00:33.24]Go get the S-t. I-d-e-s
    [00:35.51]Nevertheless I'm hella fresh, rolling joints like a cigarette
    [00:38.73]So pass it across the table like ping pong, I'm gone
    [00:41.95]Beating my chest like King Kong
    [00:44.02]It's on. Wrap my lips around a 40
    [00:46.13]And when it comes to getting another stogie
    [00:48.27]Fools all kick in, like Shinobi
    [00:50.30]No, he ain't my homie to begin with
    [00:52.44]It's too many heads to be proper to let my friend hit it
    [00:55.22]Unless you pull out the fat-crispy
    [00:57.72]5 dollar bill, on the real, before it's history
    [01:00.95]Cause fools be having them vacuum lungs
    [01:03.01]An if you let em hit it for free; you hella dum-da-dum-dumb
    [01:06.52]I come to school with the Taylor on my earlobe
    [01:09.00]Avoiding all the thick teasers, skeezers, and weirdos
    [01:12.01]That be blowing off the land, like "Where the bomb at?"
    [01:14.56]Give me two bucks, you take a puff and pass my bong back
    [01:17.44]Suck up the dank like a Slurpee
    [01:19.20]The serious
    [01:19.96]Bomb will make a niggy go deliriou
    [01:21.52]Like Eddie Murphy
    [01:23.09]I got more 'Growing Pains' than Maggie
    [01:24.84]Cause homies nag me
    [01:26.21]To take
    [01:26.65]The dank
    [01:27.07]Out of the baggie
    [01:27.63]Hook
    [01:27.84]I got five on it
    [01:30.03]Grab your 40, let's get keyed
    [01:32.92]I got five on it
    [01:35.82]Messing with that Indo ****
    [01:38.44]I got five on it
    [01:41.25]It's got me stuck and not go back
    [01:44.04]I got five on it
    [01:46.71]Partner lets go half on a sack
    [01:49.02]Verse 2: Numskull
    [01:49.33]I take sacks to the face whenever I can
    [01:51.74]Don't need no crutch, I'm so keyed up 'till the joint be burning my hand
    [01:55.95]Next time I roll it in a hampa
    [01:58.01]To burn slow, so the ashes won't be burning up my hand, bro
    [02:01.46]Hoochies can hit but they know they got to pitch in
    [02:04.61]Then I roll a joint that's longer than your extension (hahaha)
    [02:07.13]Cause I'll be damned if you get high off me for free
    [02:09.64]Hell no, you better bring your own spliff, chief
    [02:12.43]What's up, don't babysit that better pass the joint
    [02:15.34]Stop hitting cause you know you got asthma
    [02:17.93]
    [02:19.41]And guzzle it, cause I know the **** in my system is getting lonely
    [02:23.78]I gotta take a whiz test to my P-O
    [02:26.13]I know I failed cause I done smoked major **** bro
    [02:29.17]And every time we with Chris that fool rolling up a fatty
    [02:32.30]But the Tanqueray straight had me
    [02:33.90]Hook
    [02:34.16]I got five on it
    [02:36.09]Grab your 40, let's get keyed
    [02:39.25]I got five on it
    [02:41.96]Messing with that Indo ****
    [02:44.77]I got five on it
    [02:47.46]It's got me stuck and not go back
    [02:50.19]I got five on it
    [02:52.96]Partner lets go half on a sack
    [02:55.36]Verse 3: Numskull
    [02:55.58]Hey, make this right man, stop at the light man
    [02:59.02]My yester-night thing got me hung off the night train
    [03:01.94]You fade, I face, so let's head to the east
    [03:04.42]Hit the stroll to 9-0 so we can roll big hashish
    [03:07.25]I wish I could fade the eighth, but I'm low budget
    [03:10.88]Still rolling a two door Cutlass same old bucket
    [03:13.38]Foggy windows, soggy Indoe
    [03:15.37]I'm in the 'land getting smoked wit my kinfolk
    [03:17.79]Verse 4: Yukmouth
    [03:18.08]Been smoked, Yuk'll spray ya, lay ya down up in the O-A-K the Town
    [03:22.16]Homies don't play around we down to blaze a pound
    [03:24.08]Then ease up, speed up through the E-S-O
    [03:26.80]Drink the V-S-O-P with a lemon squeeze up
    [03:30.21]And everybody's rolled up, I'm da roller
    [03:32.24]That's quick to fold a blunt out of a buncha sticky doja
    [03:35.11]Hold up, suck up my **** is all you do
    [03:37.53]Kick in fees, cuz where I be, we need half like Umfufu.
    [03:39.83]Hook
    [03:40.04]I got five on it
    [03:42.54]Grab your 40, let's get keyed
    [03:45.44]I got five on it
    [03:48.15]Messing with that Indo ****
    [03:50.93]I got five on it
    [03:53.86]It's got me stuck and not go back
    [03:56.70]I got five on it 5
    [03:59.18]Partner lets go half on a sack