Luyện nghe bài hát Five Bucks

Im smokin loudly, i them all
I up that tree, when its not far
Im gone off that tree, its not tall
Im in love with tree, i'm a
I up a o from my nigga ralphie
my bro and me but he is not
gone off that goo punch, it makes me
roll up the windows, it makes it
if you aint know
i make these nice smokin paper and bows
my like blunts, hit em twice if not once
then i em off and just pass em to my bro
now catch me gettin brain if a nigga not
i be spendin money if a nigga not
me in the back seat if im not stirrin
and i be rollin up if a not burnin

I got 5 on it
(Got it good)
Grab fo', let's get keyed
I got 5 on it
with that endo weed

I got 5 on it
(Got it good)
It's got me stuck, go back
I got 5 on it
Potnah, go half on a sack

you a nigga like to stay up at that cruisin altitude up in the sky
try to fuck with paper planes but its not the same
cleveland niggas no bitches we prefer the cigarello smoke
if you say it take from taste then get some better smoke
cuz the shit i blow can be smoked on the block
aint no middle man you need is in stock
this is all the security i need
i be dolo when you see me blowin on some weed
why speed? no need i be just it slow
i be so diesel overpowers my cologne
now all the bad bitches who blaze are this way
yall just white doves with these leaves i am the sensei
now bow to the bag, save the best for last
when I come niggas know to hurry up and pass
fuck a dime set lets cop a quarter
the fuck is you gonna put down
nigga I got

I got 5 on it
(Got it good)
Grab your fo', let's get
I got 5 on it
with that endo weed

I got 5 on it
(Got it good)
It's got me stuck, go back
I got 5 on it
Potnah, let's go on a sack

Hot wired 64
not stolen my keys I was high patna
you want this a raw paper
not a you must got me mixed up with chip cuz
this spitta zig zag a zip up
strong shoulda came with a big pick up
bitches me wanna smoke beggin for me to pick her up
she blow me while im blowin rings of killa
weed you smokin brown
fake too much makeup clown
get real smoking strawberry fields
high standin up feelin im layin down
couple boojey judies round
all stuck up
now they just stuck from with us
how the hallways smellin is my windows open
I hear walkie talkies is security up?

I got 5 on it
(Got it good)
your fo', let's get keyed
I got 5 on it
Messin' with that weed

I got 5 on it
(Got it good)
It's got me stuck, go back
I got 5 on it
Potnah, go half on a sack