Young Buck - Got 5 On It lyrics

(feat. Lil' Flip) [Whoo Kid: talking] Welcome To The Hood Volume 1 I don't need a scale n***a I know how much that is Hey Flip pa** the weed n***a Why you talkin about 5 500 hundred n***a we buyin dro n***a you know what it is n***a What you smokin' on n***a? I'm smokin' on that fresh sh** [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 pa** n***a lets get high [Verse 1: Lil Flip] The block too hot these n***as ain't playin in fact they die over greed While I smoke weed With red here Ya'll n***as know I flip them bizzirds Ya'll n***as 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**h Don't play with me cause I'm eager to pull it trick What you about that purple haze? I smoke that sh** that'll make you miss work for days I got bricks of coke and pounds of dro And I don't discuss business around them hoes (oh no) I ain't tryin' to be that n***a gettin cuffed up Rule number one don't ever talk much Rule number two keep them n***as out ya crib Cause you just can't show everybody where you live n***as 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**er! [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 pa** n***a lets get high [Verse 2: Young Buck] What you know about that Blueberry Kush, Strawberry Haze? That sh** that have a n***a a** high for days My eyes bloodshot red I'm tryin to stay in the fastlane The blunts still burnin' and the police on my a** mayne (f** 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 Pa** 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**h 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** come and smoke with me Young Buck! [Young Buck: talking] And I ain't talking bout no motherf**in' brown weed neither n***a I know alot of ya'll n***as out there think ya'll smokin' dro But ya'll smokin' pretend-o (get it?) [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 pa** n***a lets get high