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Chorus:people in Oakland...Oaklandwoo, see I'm ridin higher and higher, woo-ookinda broke so ya know all I gots five, I got five(Yukmouth)player, give me some brew an I might just chill,but I'm the type that like to light another joint like CypressHillI'm steal doobiesspit loogies when I puff on it,I got some bucks on it,but it ain't enuff on itgo get the S-t. I-d-e-s <beer>never the less,I'm hella Fresh,rollin joints like a cigarretteso pass it 'cross the table like Ping Pong,I'm gone,beatin' my chest like King Kong,it's on,wrap my lips around a 40,and when it comes to get another stogie,fools all kick in like Shinobino, me ain't my homie to begin with,it's too many heads to be poppin' at my friend hit itunless you pull out the phat, crispyfive dollar bill on the real before its historycos fools be havin' them vaccum lungs,an if you let 'em hit it for free,you hellar "dum-dum-dum-dum"I come to school with the taylor on my earlobeavoidin' all the thick teasers, skeezers, and weirdosthat be blowin off the land like 'where tha bomb at?'give me two bucks,you take a puff,and pass my bomb backsuck up the dank like a slurpythe serious bomb will make a nigge go delirous like Eddie MurphyI got more growin' pains than Maggiecos homies nag me,to take the dank out of the baggieChorus:I got five on it,grab your 40,let's get keyedI got five on it,messin' wit that Indo weedI got five on it,it's got me stuck and not go backI got five on it,potna lets go half on a sac(Knumskull)I take sacks to the face,whenever I can,don't need no cruchI'm so keyed up,'till the joint be burnin' my handnext time I roll it in a hampato burn slo,so the ashes won't be burnin' up my hand, brahoochies can hit,but they know they got to pitch in,then I roll a joint that's longer than your extensioncos I'll be damned if you get high off me for freehell naw, you betta bring your own spliff, cheifwassup,don't make me sip that,better pass theJOINT!stop hittin' cos you know ya got Asthmacrack a 40 open, homie,an guzzel it,cos I know the weed in my system is gettin lonleyI gotta take a whiz test to my P-OI know I failed cos I done smoked major weed bro,an everytime we with Chris that fool rollin up a fattie,but the Tanqueray straight had meChorus(Knumskull)hey, make this right manstop at the light man,my yester night thang got me hung off the night trainyou fade, I faceso let's head to da easthit the stroll to 9-0 so we can roll big, hot sheetsI wish I could fade the achebut I've no budget,still rollin' a two door Cutlass same ole' bucketfoggy windows,smokin' Indo,I'm in tha land gettin smoked wit my kinfolk(Yukmouth)been smoked,Yuk'll spray ya, lay ya downup in the OAK the Townhomies don't play around,we down to blaze a poundthen ease up,speed up through the ESO,drink the VSOP with a lemon squeeze upand everybody's rolled up, I'm da rollerthat's quick to fold a blunt out of a buncha sitcky dosiahold up, suck up my weed is all you dokick in feed, cause where I be's we need tab like a foo-fooChorus