F.I.V.E

Prosecutor: Sir, is it true you were a crack cocaine dealer for 7 years?

Defendant: I-I plead the fifth

Prosecutor: Exactly how much money did you earn in your time as a crack cocaine dealer?

Defendant: Fifth, five. One, two, three, four, Fifth






Joggin' my memory, the Documentary

Killed that in a drop top, John Kennedy

Had the rap game in fear, like it was ten of me

The old me ain't got shit on what I'm finna be

Nigga, I'm finna be still reppin' the letter B

What if it was the nigga that Dre signed instead of me?

Would I be starvin' or studyin' in Harvard?

Or would I be a dog of another fuckin' pedigree?

Take away me, take away the su-woo

Take away the gangstar like hip-hop did Guru

Pull up in that new coupe, take away your girl, run her choo choo

Then put it on Worldstar, or You
Tube

Yo Tune' what it do?

Got some bitches in the lobby and I'm 'bout to send them through

I'm Kobes rings, nigga, who the fuck is you?

Not the nigga with five bitches sittin' in the coupe






Five, got Jacksons in my pocket and I'm feeling like a Jackson

Five, I'm balling, yeah, I'm balling, got me feeling like I'm in the Fab 5

For as long as I live, I will rep the five

Like MJ in game five, oh, woah






I got five on it,

Five sho', Young Tune in this bitch, fuck 5-0

Nickel plated 4-5 if I have an issue

Beat your ass black and blue with a bag of nickels, ha

I’m a G, do somethin' ’bout it

You ain’t half of me, you ain’t 500 dollars, nigga

And my red bone, 5-5

No hand slapped, but I’m high five

Yeah, get with the game or play the sideline

I dream to get the cover of High Times

Now take 5 paces

And try to guess the color of my shoelaces, red, bitch

Yeah, I’m on my high horse

Now the sky mad at me 'cause I stole five stars

Got some freaks in the livin' room gettin' it on

And they ain't leavin' 'til five in the morn'






Five, got Jacksons in my pocket and I'm feeling like a Jackson (I got, yeah, feeling like a Jackson Five)

Young Tunechi, yeah

Five, I'm balling, yeah, I'm balling, got me feeling like I'm in the Fab 5 (woo hoo)

Young moolah, baby

For as long as I live I will rep the five (I will rep the five)

Five

Like MJ in game five, oh, woah






I deserve to be top five

Shots, pull up