(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 pass 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 s**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 pass n***a lets get high

[Verse 1: Lil Flip]
The block too hot these n****s ain't playin in fact they die over greed
While I smoke weed
With red here
Ya'll n****s know I flip them bizzirds
Ya'll n****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***h
Don't play with me cause I'm eager to pull it trick
What you about that purple haze?
I smoke that s**t 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 hos (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****s out ya crib
Cause you just can't show everybody where you live
N****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 m**********r!

[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 pass n***a lets get high

[Verse 2: Young Buck]
What you know about that Blueberry Kush, Strawberry Haze?
That s**t 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**k 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
Pass 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 that's how its supposed to be
If you got that real s**t come and smoke with me Young Buck!

[Young Buck: talking]
And I ain't talking bout no mot*****in' brown weed neither n***a
I know alot of ya'll n****s 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 pass n***a lets get high
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Got 5 On It Lyrics

Young Buck – Got 5 On It Lyrics