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lirik lagu got 5 on it – young buck

[whoo kid: talking]
welcome to the hood volume 1
i don’t need a scale n-gg- i know how much that is
hey flip p-ss the weed n-gg-
why you talkin about 5 500 hundred n-gg- we buyin dro
n-gg- you know what it is n-gg-
what you smokin’ on n-gg-?
i’m smokin’ on that fresh sh-t

[chorus:]
i got 5 on it
smokin’ on that endo weed
i got 5 on it
smokin’ with them clover gees
i got 5 on it
twist it up and smoke the sack
i got 5 on it
[lil flip:] yeah now puff puff p-ss n-gg- lets get high

[verse 1: lil flip]
the block too hot these n-gg-s ain’t playin in fact
they die over greed
while i smoke weed
with red here
ya’ll n-gg-s know i flip them bizzirds
ya’ll n-gg-s know i sip that sizzurp
i comin’ from houston the home of face boy
i’m a bad boy like puffy and mase boy
the bigger the pistol the bigger the bullet b-tch
don’t play with me cause i’m eager to pull it trick
what you about that purple haze?
i smoke that sh-t that’ll make you miss work for days
i got bricks of c-ke and pounds of dro
and i don’t discuss business around them hos (oh no)
i ain’t tryin’ to be that n-gg- gettin cuffed up
rule number one don’t ever talk much
rule number two keep them n-gg-s out ya crib
cause you just can’t show everybody where you live
n-gg-s think i changed
cause i got a little change
but the money and the fame
came along with the game
now you wonder why we get high
just to get by motherf-cker!

[chorus:]
i got 5 on it
smokin’ on that endo weed
i got 5 on it
smokin’ with them clover gees
i got 5 on it
twist it up and smoke the sack
i got 5 on it
(lil flip:) yeah now puff puff p-ss n-gg- lets get high

[verse 2: young buck]
what you know about that blueberry kush, strawberry
haze?
that sh-t that have a n-gg- -ss high for days
my eyes bloodshot red i’m tryin to stay in the fastlane
the blunts still burnin’ and the police on my -ss mayne
(f-ck ya’ll)
i don’t pay for weed my white boys show me love
they be like “here buck, dog i brought some bud”
ain’t nothin’ like that california marijuana
you wake up the next day the smell still on ya
p-ss the ganja and
light ya lighters man
raise your hand if you a true bob marley fan
can’t get enough of ms. mary jane
when i leave the b-tch she keep callin’ my name
whenever i come around
she says i break her down
she brought half of her friends and she bringin’ a
pound
everybody gettin’ high thats how its supposed to be
if you got that real sh-t come and smoke with me young
buck!

[young buck: talking]
and i ain’t talking bout no motherf-ckin’ brown weed
neither n-gg-
i know alot of ya’ll n-gg-s out there think ya’ll
smokin’ dro
but ya’ll smokin’ pretend-o (get it?)

- young buck

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