Gangsta pat i wanna moke (part iii) lyrics

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And I wanna smoke...



Red rum animosity



and I wanna chief...



I wanna smoke...



and we gonna do it like this







[Gangsta Pat]



I gotta hunger for that chronic flow through my chest



I need it daily and I'm jumpy without no sess



I like that lime green wrapped up tightly in a blunt



And whenever there'sa drought I'm steady on a hunt



I hit my hood feelin good I done found a sack



I get a pint of yak and party till' I'm layed back



Call up my click and have a smoke out it's on again



I chased that bud with that yak and let it do me in



If it's a sin then I hope the lord will understand



I gotta chief until I choke cause that's my daily plain



Cause I'm that all-mighty chiefer ain't nothin sweeter



than the smell of skunk infested reefer, I'ma believer



I gots to be the first to light it up and take a pull



Steadily inhalin all I can makin my lungs full



I got to pass it when I choke that luv ain't no joke



It's hard to cope without that aink



cause I just gots to smoke!...







(chorus:girl rp2x)



and I wanna smoke (I wanna smoke)



and I wanna smoke (I wanna smoke)



I wanna chief



and I wanna smoke (I wanna smoke)



and I wanna smoke







[Gangsta Pat]



That can of Mrs. Chiefer gives me that vibe



of the tribe, I'm the head chiefer



I love that reefer in my system, it relieves my pain



And I'm aware that it's doin damage to my brain



But I don't care, I like chillin wit my eyes redd



Wit chronic leaves steadily dancin all around my head



I got the munchies & I'm tripin off of everything I see



High as I kite steadily rollin up a swisher sweet



Sack after sack, I'm chiefin back to back



Remove them seeds, I constantly be havin aink attack



Cause it's a need, I can't help it I'm a fiend in love



Hooked on that aink and I be floatin to the skies above



Smokin blink it helps me think, it helps me feel at ease



It keeps me calm I be spendin almost all my cheese



I need that bomb in my chest I love that cess



It ain't no joke I can't cope unless I got that dope



I wanna smoke!...







(chorus:girl rp2x)







[Gangsta Pat]



I like to smoke my endo and get so high



I blow weed like I'm going crazy don't ask me why



I can't explain it, I'm so addicted



I'm deep in love wit that chronic it keeps me wicked



I'm hooked on bud, I be fiendin every time I'm sober



About to die I be lovin when my g's come over



And get me high as a mink coat



Just let the aink float through the sky



When I be smokin I can feel my throat gettin dry



I can't deny I got plenty problems



But only swishers and a fat sack can help me solve 'em



I ain't the one to be without that all-might gaunja



It ain't no solitary doubt that I must feed my hunger



Like Stevie Wonder I can't see into another day



Espicially if I gotta face that day without no hay



It ain't no way I gots to have it that's on the real



That ain't no joke so fry it up 



And pass it through the field I wanna smoke







(chorus till end)