Kunci: Bb minor
Verse 1
Cm
Gm
Cm
Creep on
in (on in, on in)
Gm
Cm
Bb
Whoa, see
Bb
high
Kinda broke this evening, y'all
Cm
Ab
G
Cm
So all I got's five, I got five
Verse 2
Cm
Player, give me some brew and
Cm
But I'm the type that like
Ab
to light another joint
Like Cypress Hill
Cm
Ab
I steal doobies, spit
Cm
loogies when I puff on it
I got some bucks on it,
Bb
but it ain't enough on it
Ab
Go get the S, the T, I- D- E- S
Nevertheless, I'm hella fresh
Rollin' joints like a cigarette (yeah)
Bb
So pass it 'cross the table
I'm gone,
Bm
G
beatin' my chest like King Kong
Cm
Ab
It's on, wrap my lips around a 40
to get another stogie
Fools all kick in like
Shinobi (you don't know me)
Ab
No, he ain't my homie to begin with
Cm
Bb
It's too many heads to be poppin'
Ab
to let my friend get bent
Unless you pull out the fat, crispy
Five dollar bill on the real,
before it's history
'Cause fools be having
them vacuum lungs
And if you let 'em hit it for free
Bm
Cm
you hella dum- da- dum- dumb
I come to school with a Taylor
on my earlobe
Avoiding all the thick teasers,
skeezers, and weirdos
Ab
That be blowing off the land
Cm
like, "Where the bomb at?"
Give me two bucks,
Bb
you take a puff and pass my bomb back
Ab
Suck up the dank like a Slurpee
The serious bomb will make a niggy go
delirious like Eddie Murphy
I got more Growing Pains than Maggie
'Cause homies nag me to take
Bm
G
the dank out of the baggie
Verse 3
(got it good)
Grab your 40, let's get keyed
Cm
Bb
Messin' wit that Indo weed
Ab
I got five on it (got it good)
Bb
It's got me stuck and I'm tore back
G
Partna, let's go half on a sack
Cm
I take sacks to the face whenever I can
Verse 4
Cm
Don't need no crutch,
I'm so keyed up
'Til the joint be burnin' my hand
Ab
Next time I roll it in a hampa
Cm
Bb
To burn slow so the ashes won't be burnin' up my hand,
Hoochies can hit but they
know they got to pitch in
Then I roll a joint that's longer than
your extension
'Cause I'll be damned
if you get high off me for free
G
Cm
Hell no, you better bring your own spliff, chief
(got it good)
What's up? Don't babysit that,
better pass the joint
Stop hittin' 'cause
you know ya got asthma
Crack a 40 open, homie, and guzzle it
'Cause I know the weed in my sys
Ab
I gotta take a whiz test to my P.O.
I know I failed 'cause I done
smoked major weed, bro
And every time we with Chris, that fool
rollin' up a fatty (oowee)
B
G
But the Tanqueray straight had me
Verse 5
(got it good)
Grab your 40, let's get keyed
Ab
Cm
I got five on it
Bb
Messin' wit that Indo weed
Ab
I got five on it (got it good)
Bb
It's got me stuck and I'm tore back
Ab
I got five on it (got it good)
Partna, let's go half on a sack
G
Cm
Verse 6
Ab
Ayy, make this right, man,
stop at the light, man
Cm
My yester- night thing got
me hung off the night train
You fade, I fade,
so let's head to the East
Hit the stroll to 9- 0 so we can
Bb
Ab
roll big hashish
I wish I could fade the eighth,
but I'm low budget
Still rolling a two- door Cutlass,
same old bucket
Bb
Ab
Foggy windows, soggy Indo
I'm in the 'Land getting
Cm
I been smoked, Yuk'll spray ya, lay
Verse 7
Ab
ya down (got it good)
Cm
Up in the O- A- K the Town
Homies don't play around,
we down to blaze a pound
Then ease up, speed up
through the E- S- O
Bb
Drink the V- S- O- P up with a lemon
And everybody's rolled up,
I'm the roller
That's quick to fold a blunt out of a bunch
of sticky doja (ooh, wee)
Hold up, suck up my weed is all
you do (got it good)
Kick in feed, 'cause where I be's,
Bm
G
Cm
we needs half like Umfufu I got five on it (got it good)
Grab your 40, let's get keyed
I got five on it
Gm
Cm
Bb
Messin' wit that Indo weed
Ab
I got five on it (got it good)
It's got me stuck and I'm tore back
I got five on it (got it good)
Outro 1
Partna, let's go half on a sack
G
Cm
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