(Intro)      Haha, re-re-remix, bitch!   (Throw me that fire!)   We creepin’ in, too, baby!   (We got 5 on errything, man)   We got uhh, Lavel   (Shaggy!)   We got uhh, Twiztid!   (Monoxide, Madrox!)   Esham…   (ABK!)   Big Blaze and Violent J!      (Lavel)      You say you got five on my tender?   You can bend her over the table   But be sure that you bring my stallion back to my stable   Say, bro? No Elementary school-ground playin’   Not a five dollar bill, a five-double-zero, on the real feel   I’m stayin’ on the level, stayin’ mellow   No criticism from the fellows, hello!   Being keyed doing a high-speed, but still don’t tap the B.B.s   I’m busy, Lavel, you can’t see me      (Madrox)      Like nyquil, I drop fever   So either put your five up, or you got to “leave it” like Beaver   Cause see a, niggy perpin broke’ll, smoke your spliff all day   Go home and buy drinky with his pretty then parlay      (Monoxide)      I got five on the Hennessey, Seagram’s, or 40’s      (Madrox)      Cause “this is how we do it” like Montel Jordan   I’m from Detroit city, Frank Nitty is a goner   I’m blowin’ it up like Oklahoma      (Esham)      Put ya feev with my fin, and best believe we’ll bend   Mo corners than you thought, till something right is bought   Mo c-zacks? Best believe that, tokin’   Where you from? Oakland, I mean Detroit, smokin’   In attempts to crack the chest plate   The zips be so fluffy, the whole town loves me   At every event, I’m sacked up   So if ya need me, scream “ESHAM” when ya see me      (Chorus)   I got five on it!   (Got it good!)   Grab your fo   (Let’s get keyed)   I got five on it   (Messin with that endo weed)   I got five on it!   (Got it good!)   It’s got me stuck   (And I’m tore back!)   I got five on it   (Partna, let’s go half on a sack!)      (Blaze)      Why you treat me so bad?   Grundy makes it happen   Fives get slapped, and revenue grows   From just a little bit of lightweight flamboastin’   Potent fumes lingerin’, mighty clouds of northern lights   Disrespecting victim banning, and you’ll be violating my civil rights   I’m startin’ to feel my skrilla   But perhaps today my skrilla ain’t feelin’ me   For the simple fact that I’m off the track where   Hella fools be   Pockets empty, pitchin’ five, man I’m dusted   Took off my hat, passed it around, now sprinkle me      (Monoxide)      Me and Blaze comin’ fifth plus   Yo let the lead bust   Ready to do a murder, man   Perved off the Hurricane   Slurred again, witness what bein’ off two-fifths equal   Me killin’ people like Jason, facin’ death every sequel   (Insane in the membrane!)   “Bring the Pain” like Method   Neglected   Smokin’ kryptonite to the brain for breakfast   Guzzle the endo, finna do the evil that men do (?)   Give me feev I shall proceed to continue         (Chorus)   I got five on it!   (Got it good!)   Grab your fo   (Let’s get keyed)   I got five on it   (Messin with that endo weed)   I got five on it!   (Got it good!)   It’s got me stuck   (And I’m tore back!)   I got five on it   (Partna, let’s go half on a sack         (Shaggy 2 Dope)      Yeah, it’s been awhile since I spit it from the D-town   Fuck around, heard Paul and Jamie say   (Lemme get through ya shell)   Cause new styles is goin down, look around you   Twiztid and the Fam spread it all around you      (Violent J)      I’m back to get my O on, I get my flow on   With thirty-five on it, yeah, I’m on it   Still bringin’ satin for them drawers   Velvet for the mic, and got a pound for the cause      (ABK)      Rollin’ up cannabis sativa   Hittin’ the Mary Jane   Smokin’ the five before it’s 12 o’clock, sippin on Hurricane   Ready to smoke on the endo, rolling up my window   Fin to go to the ‘land   With a handful of broccoli, when it comes to the sticky   I’m the man   Kush nasty, I be hittin’ the J so hard I hurl   Fall on the floor, finna have a stroke THC ain’t no joke   I got five on everything, lets get loaded and smoke   Cause ABK about to hit it and croak!         (Chorus)   I got five on it!   (Got it good!)   Grab your fo   (Let’s get keyed)   I got five on it   (Messin with that endo weed)   I got five on it!   (Got it good!)   It’s got me stuck   (And I’m tore back!)   I got five on it   (Partna, let’s go half on a sack         (Outro)      Aww, yeah, wassap baby?   It’s me, your boy with game that’s always tight   You a little short on some ends?   Don’t worry ‘bout that, I’ll take care of that, I got five on that   I got you.