5 On It (Remixx) - Luniz

*(Yukmouth talking w/Num in the background)* Southwest Ridas playboys (Ya highness!) Fuckin wit tha Luniz (tha Luniz are here!) We back in this mutha fucka 9-Scrillion, bout ta make a million bucks (E-40!, E-40 man!) Ya Capable (B-Legit!) Eh, here ye here ye (B-Legit!) All the pimps, playas an hustlas, get ya bread on mayne (B-Legit!) Ya Capable (E-40 man!) Ya Capable Ya Capable Peep it. Verse 1 *(Yukmouth)* Eh, eh Uh Live an direct 4-5 an a Tech Niggas be bustin in disguise like why would you lie When cops arrive on the set Dope fiends die over a check Ya niggas strive fo tha best To get some seats to rest in peace But funk don't die on tha set You must lie fo yo set An if you ride fo the set keep yo vest handy Understands me? Lace tha family wit candy like Willie Wonka Fiends pull up to my bumpa Infedamines, an green marijuana Whatever you want a nigga got it Slangin narcotics I juss socked tha shit out a fiend fo runnin off wit a nigga product Heiron he shot it Into his veins Got it by sellin everythang That's when he broke into his older son house mayne It's strange to watch ya dad box Ya beat ta death talkin about, "All you had to do was ask me fo some cash Pops!" But it's too late wire his shit up Jaw stiched up Lip bust Fo fuckin wit us Sick ass niggas. Chorus 2x Do I starve and do without Stay about your paper route Get yo cash Ya Capable. Stay about your paper route (Niggas!) Ya Capable Stay about your paper route (Bitches!) Ya Capable. Ya Capable. Verse 2 *(Numskull)* For a nigga that make stacks He got to pack Mac's Get off when shit hap's Shit off some stanky Before A nigga gets kidnapped Should'a have Too late Put in halfs Been confiscated Now your whole domain is isolated Imprisoned On the turf ya been on for long years Nigga Don't ya realize somethin is wrong here? Should'a kept ya focus Know this shit is called Ya mail mammy 'Cause mail holds together your whole family Understand me? Manny Fuck Tony's sister That's the reason he could come an get ya If I snub ya Then nigga I get richer Picture this Bitch had a block Bitch slanged rocks Bitch sold glocks An had ties wit the cops Now I's No dummy get yo bread on But if you go the wrong route Then you will get your head gone That's why I got capablity's To stack some skrill Become maxin fat cats Wit the gats concealed So I. *(Chorus)* 2x Verse 3 *(Yukmouth)* Eh, eh Eh, eh, eh Uh. One time fo ya mind Here to represent the pimps, playas, hustlas, ballas And my niggas on the grind Packin 9 milla-metas 9 lives like cheatas But ya stealin reeta, drug Dealas peep tha shit that I kick Hustlin, bustin down zips Makin kicks If we ain't makin it we takin shit to the extreme Hit the scenery wit machine Gun Get the creamery an ice cream Ya Capable. Verse 4 *(Numskull)* That's why Greediness makes greedy dead niggas Not followin the plan makes bleedin from the head niggas Bit off a big chunk of the wrong battle That shit Fucked ya whole shit, so you scaddled I done, did licks for kicks Went through battles an won wars dig This rap shit is one more win He fucked wit me Loving to corrupt the city Lord if it's my turn then please come an get me. *(Chorus)* 2x Outro *(Yukmouth)* Dig this Eh. I dedicate this to my Mobb niggas. (fa sho) You know, Poppa L.Q. Phats, Bossalini (Bossalini) Madd Maxx (Madd Maxx) 3 Times (3 Times) Cydal (Cydal) Dru Down (Dru Down) You know what I'm sayin, the list goes on an on The Nic Nac (you know what I'm sayin) Knucklehead Richie Rich Swoop G! You know tha Mobb niggas, we all Capable Big Gov (Gov) My niggas Capable boi, this Paraphanalia! THA MUTHA FUCKIN MOBB! Bay Area Oh, Bosko lacin the beat (Yay Area) Bosko the finest You can't fuck wit it That's all you got Eh, we got Bay, L.A. boi Eh, we got L.A. an tha Bay nigga that's all you think of is tha West Coast When you think of tha West Coast All you think about is L.A. an Oakland (mee & u) Done deal. Done deal. (echos out)