I Got 5 On It Chords by Luniz

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[Intro]
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■   Creep on in
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Whoa ■  see I'm ridin' high ■ 
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Kinda broke this evening y'all
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So all I got's five I got five


[Verse]
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Player give me some brew and I might just chill
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But I'm the type that like to light another joint
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Like Cypress Hill
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I steal doobies spit loogies when I puff on it
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I got some bucks on it but it ain't enough on it
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Go get the S the T IDES
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Nevertheless I'm hella fresh
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Rollin' joints like a cigarette
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So pass it 'cross the table like ping pong
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I'm gone beatin' my chest like King Kong
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It's on wrap my lips around a forty
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And when it comes to get another stogie
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Fools all kick in like Shinobi
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No he ain't my homie to begin with
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It's too many heads to be poppin' to let my friend get bent
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Unless you pull out the fat crispy
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Five dollar bill on the real before it's history
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'cause fools be having them vacuum lungs
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And if you let 'em hit it for free you hella dumdadumdumb
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I come to school with a Taylor on my earlobe
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Avoiding all the thick teasers skeezers and weirdos
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That be blowing off the land like Where the bomb at
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Give me two bucks you take a puff and pass my bomb back
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Suck up the dank like a Slurpee
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The serious bomb will make a niggy go delirious like Eddie Murphy
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I got more Growing Pains than Maggie
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'cause homies nag me to take the dank out of the baggie


[Chorus]
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I got five on it
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Grab your forty let's get keyed
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I got five on it
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Messin' wit that Indo weed
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I got five on it
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It's got me stuck and I'm tore back
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I got five on it
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Partna let's go half on a sack


[Verse]
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I take sacks to the face whenever I can
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Don't need no crutch I'm so keyed up
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'til the joint be burnin' my hand
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Next time I roll it in a hampa
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To burn slow so the ashes won't be burnin' up my hand bruh
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Hoochies can hit but they know they got to pitch in
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Then I roll a joint that's longer than your extension
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'cause I'll be damned if you get high off me for free
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Hell no you better bring your own spliff chief
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What's up Don't babysit that better pass the joint
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Stop hittin' 'cause you know ya got asthma
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Crack a forty open homie and guzzle it
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'cause I know the weed in my system is gettin' lonely
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I gotta take a whiz test to my PO
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I know I failed 'cause I done smoked major weed bro
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And every time we with Chris that fool rollin' up a fatty
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But the Tanqueray straight had me


[Chorus]
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I got five on it
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Grab your forty let's get keyed
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I got five on it
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Messin' wit that Indo weed
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I got five on it
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It's got me stuck and I'm tore back
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I got five on it
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Partna let's go half on a sack


[Verse]
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Ayy make this right man stop at the light man
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My yesternight thing got me hung off the night train
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You fade I fade so let's head to the East
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Hit the stroll to ninezero so we can roll big hashish
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I wish I could fade the eighth but I'm low budget
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Still rolling a twodoor Cutlass same old bucket
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Foggy windows soggy Indo
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I'm in the 'Land getting smoked wit my kinfolk
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I been smoked Yuk'll spray ya lay ya down
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Up in the OAK the Town
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Homies don't play around we down to blaze a pound
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Then ease up speed up through the ESO
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Drink the VSOP up with a lemon squeeze up
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And everybody's rolled up I'm the roller
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That's quick to fold a blunt out of a bunch of sticky doja
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Hold up suck up my weed is all you do
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Kick in feed 'cause where I be's we needs half like Umfufu
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I got five on it


[Chorus]
          Bbm         Fm          
Grab your forty let's ■  get keyed
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I got five on it
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Messin' wit that Indo weed
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I got five on it
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It's got me stuck and ■  I'm tore back
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I got five on it
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Partna let's go half on a sack


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