I Got 5 On It Chords by Luniz, Michael Marshall

Tempo:
174.05 bpm
Chords used:

Gb

Bbm

Ab

Fm

F

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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I Got 5 On It chords
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[Bbm]
I'm a creep [Fm] on it, [Bbm] on it, on it.
[Abm] See [Gb] I'm riding high,
kinda broke to [Ab] say it y'all,
so all I got is fire,
[A] I got wild.
[Bbm]
Player, give me some brew and [F] I might just chill,
[Bb] but I'm the type to like to light [B] another joint like [Bbm] Cypress Hill.
I still do these bill oogies when I pop on it,
I got some [Ab] bucks on it but it ain't enough [Gb] on it.
Go get the S [Db]-I-T-I-D-E-S,
[Gb]
nevertheless I'm hella fresh, rolling joints like a cigarette.
So pass [Db] it across the table like [Gb] Pucon, I'm gone.
[F] Beatin' my chest like King [Bb] Kong, it's on.
Wrap [F] my lips around the phoney, and when [Bb] it comes to getting another stonky,
fools all kick in like [Bbm] Shinobi.
[Fm] Don't tell me ain't [G] my homie to [Db] begin with,
it's too many heads to beat,
probably let my friend hit fit,
unless you pull [Ab] out the Fat Crispy.
[Gb] Five dollar bill on the real before it's history,
cause fools be having [Fm] a vacuum lungs,
[Gb] and if you let them, they never free you, hella [A] dumb.
Heck [Bbm] I'm dumb.
I come to school with [C] a tailor on my [Bbm] earlobe,
avoiding all the flick teasers, skeezers and weirdos,
that [Ebm] be throwing off the land like where [Bbm] the bomb at.
Give me two bucks, [Ab] you take a puff and pass my [Gb] bomb back.
Suck up the [Db] dank like a slurpee,
the [Gb] serious bomb will make an iggy go delirious like [Abm] Eddie Murphy.
I got [Gb] more growing pains than Maggie,
cause homies snag me [B] to take the dank out of the [Bbm]
baggie.
I got bomb on,
[F] you are [Bbm] your fool,
let's get geeked.
I got bomb on,
[Fm] [Bbm] nothing with that and [Fm] no weave.
I [Ab] got bomb on,
if [B] you love me, stop getting [N] on slow back.
I got bomb on,
why [Gb] not let's go have [B] fun inside.
I take cracks [Bbm] to the face [F] whenever I can,
don't need no [Bbm] crutch, I'm so keyed up,
feel the joint be burning my hand,
next time I roll it in [C] a half,
[Bbm] tough burn slow,
so the ashes [Ab] won't be burning at my [Gb] hand, bruh.
Who's this kid?
[Db] But they know they got [Gb] attention,
then I roll a joint,
that's longer than your extension,
cause I'll be damned if you [Fm] get high off me [Bm] for free.
Hell no,
[Dm] you better bring your [Bbm] oats,
lift cheap.
What's up, don't babysit that,
better pass the joint.
Stop eating cause you know you got asthma,
crack the bowl to open, [Cm] homie,
and [Bbm] guzzle it cause I know the weed [Ab] in my system is getting [Gb] lonely.
I gotta take [Fm] a whiz test to my [Gb] PO,
I know I feel cause I done smoked major weed, bro.
And every time [Ab] we with Chris,
that fool [Gb] rolling up a fatty,
then pay [A] your rates straight [Bb] at me.
[F] [Gb]
[Fm] [Gb]
Hey,
[Db] [Gb]
[F] [Bbm]
make this [C] right, man,
stop at the light,
[Bbm] made my yesternight bang,
got me hung off the night train,
you fade, I fake,
so [Ab] let's head to the [Bbm] east,
hit the strode at 9-0 [Ab] so we can roll big hot [Gb] sheets.
I wish [Ab] I could fade to 8,
but I'm [Gb] no budget,
still rolling the 2,
[Ab] don't cut the same old [Gb] bucket,
barmy [Ab] window,
soggy endo,
[Gb] I'm in the land,
can you [A] smoke with my kid?
I've [Bbm] been smoked,
yeah, gotta spray [Ab] a layer down,
[Bbm] up in the OAK,
the town,
homies don't play around,
we down to blaze a pound,
then ease [Fm] up,
speed up through the [Bbm] ESO,
drink the [Ab] PSOP,
whip the lemon [Gb]
squeezer,
and [Fm] everybody's throwed up,
I'm the [Gb] roller,
that's what the phone number,
out of [B] a bunch of sticky dozer,
[Gb] hold up,
[F] suck up my weed,
it's all you need,
[Gb] kick it to me,
cause we're [A] IVs,
we need to have fight [Bbm] approval.
[Fm] [N]
[Abm]
[Db]
[Gb] [A] [Bb]
[Gb]
[N]
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Ab
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Bbm
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Let's start jamming Luniz, Michael Marshall - I Got 5 On It chords, Practice these chords sequence - Bbm, Ab, Gb, Fm, Gb and Ab. Ease into the song by practicing at 87 BPM before reaching the track's full tempo of 174 BPM. With the song's key of Bb Minor, set your capo to fit your vocal range and chord choice.

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[Bbm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
I'm a creep [Fm] _ _ on it, [Bbm] on it, on _ it. _ _ _
_ _ _ [Abm] _ _ See [Gb] I'm riding high, _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ kinda broke to [Ab] say it y'all,
so all I got is fire,
[A] I got wild.
_ [Bbm]
Player, give me some brew and [F] I might just chill,
[Bb] but I'm the type to like to light [B] another joint like [Bbm] Cypress Hill.
I still do these bill oogies when I pop on it,
I got some [Ab] bucks on it but it ain't enough [Gb] on it.
Go get the S [Db]-I-T-I-D-E-S,
[Gb]
nevertheless I'm hella fresh, rolling joints like a cigarette.
So pass [Db] it across the table like [Gb] Pucon, I'm gone.
[F] Beatin' my chest like King [Bb] Kong, it's on.
Wrap [F] my lips around the phoney, and when [Bb] it comes to getting another stonky,
fools all kick in like [Bbm] Shinobi.
[Fm] Don't tell me ain't [G] my homie to [Db] begin with,
it's too many heads to beat,
probably let my friend hit fit,
unless you pull [Ab] out the Fat Crispy.
[Gb] Five dollar bill on the real before it's history,
cause fools be having [Fm] a vacuum lungs,
[Gb] and if you let them, they never free you, hella [A] dumb.
Heck [Bbm] I'm dumb.
I come to school with [C] a tailor on my [Bbm] earlobe,
avoiding all the flick teasers, skeezers and weirdos,
that [Ebm] be throwing off the land like where [Bbm] the bomb at.
Give me two bucks, [Ab] you take a puff and pass my [Gb] bomb back.
Suck up the [Db] dank like a slurpee,
the [Gb] serious bomb will make an iggy go delirious like [Abm] Eddie Murphy.
I got [Gb] more growing pains than Maggie,
cause homies snag me [B] to take the dank out of the [Bbm]
baggie.
I got bomb on,
_ [F] _ you are [Bbm] your fool,
let's get _ geeked.
I got bomb on,
[Fm] _ _ [Bbm] nothing with that and [Fm] no weave.
I [Ab] got bomb on,
if [B] you love me, stop getting [N] on slow back.
I got bomb on,
_ why [Gb] not let's go have [B] fun inside.
I take cracks [Bbm] to the face [F] whenever I can,
don't need no [Bbm] crutch, I'm so keyed up,
feel the joint be burning my hand,
next time I roll it in [C] a half,
[Bbm] tough burn slow,
so the ashes [Ab] won't be burning at my [Gb] hand, bruh.
Who's this kid?
[Db] But they know they got [Gb] attention,
then I roll a joint,
that's longer than your extension,
cause I'll be damned if you [Fm] get high off me [Bm] for free.
Hell no,
[Dm] you better bring your [Bbm] oats,
lift cheap.
What's up, don't babysit that,
better pass the joint.
Stop eating cause you know you got asthma,
crack the bowl to open, [Cm] homie,
and [Bbm] guzzle it cause I know the weed [Ab] in my system is getting [Gb] lonely.
I gotta take [Fm] a whiz test to my [Gb] PO,
I know I feel cause I done smoked major weed, bro.
And every time [Ab] we with Chris,
that fool [Gb] rolling up a fatty,
then pay [A] your rates straight [Bb] at me.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ [Gb] _ _
_ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _ [Gb] _
_ _ _ _ Hey, _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Db] _ _ _ _ [Gb] _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ [Bbm] _
make this [C] right, man,
stop at the light,
[Bbm] made my yesternight bang,
got me hung off the night train,
you fade, I fake,
so [Ab] let's head to the [Bbm] east,
hit the strode at 9-0 [Ab] so we can roll big hot [Gb] sheets.
_ I wish [Ab] I could fade to 8,
but I'm [Gb] no budget,
still rolling the 2,
[Ab] don't cut the same old [Gb] bucket,
barmy [Ab] window,
soggy endo,
[Gb] I'm in the land,
can you [A] smoke with my kid?
I've [Bbm] been smoked,
yeah, gotta spray [Ab] a layer down,
[Bbm] up in the OAK,
the town,
homies don't play around,
we down to blaze a pound,
then ease [Fm] up,
speed up through the [Bbm] ESO,
drink the [Ab] PSOP,
whip the lemon [Gb] _
squeezer,
and [Fm] everybody's throwed up,
I'm the [Gb] roller,
that's what the phone number,
out of [B] a bunch of sticky dozer,
[Gb] hold up,
[F] suck up my weed,
it's all you need,
[Gb] kick it to me,
cause we're [A] IVs,
we need to have fight [Bbm] approval.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Abm] _
_ _ _ [Db] _ _ _ _ _
[Gb] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Gb] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _

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