Текст песни Gangsta Pat - I Wanna $moke (Part III)
Gangsta Pat - I Wanna $moke (Part III) слова песни
And I wanna smoke...Red rum animosityand I wanna chief...I wanna smoke...and we gonna do it like this[Gangsta Pat]I gotta hunger for that chronic flow through my chestI need it daily and I`m jumpy without no sessI like that lime green wrapped up tightly in a bluntAnd whenever there`s a drought I`m steady on a huntI hit my hood feelin good I done found a sackI get a pint of yak and party till` I`m layed backCall up my click and have a smoke out it`s on againI chased that bud with that yak and let it do me inIf it`s a sin then I hope the lord will understandI gotta chief until I choke cause that`s my daily plainCause I`m that all-mighty chiefer ain`t nothin sweeterthan the smell of skunk infested reefer, I`ma believerI gots to be the first to light it up and take a pullSteadily inhalin all I can makin my lungs fullI got to pass it when I choke that luv ain`t no jokeIt`s hard to cope without that ainkcause I just gots to smoke!...(chorus:girl rp2x)and I wanna smoke (I wanna smoke)and I wanna smoke (I wanna smoke)I wanna chiefand I wanna smoke (I wanna smoke)and I wanna smoke[Gangsta Pat]That can of Mrs. Chiefer gives me that vibeof the tribe, I`m the head chieferI love that reefer in my system, it relieves my painAnd I`m aware that it`s doin damage to my brainBut I don`t care, I like chillin wit my eyes reddWit chronic leaves steadily dancin all around my headI got the munchies & I`m tripin off of everything I seeHigh as I kite steadily rollin up a swisher sweetSack after sack, I`m chiefin back to backRemove them seeds, I constantly be havin aink attackCause it`s a need, I can`t help it I`m a fiend in loveHooked on that aink and I be floatin to the skies aboveSmokin blink it helps me think, it helps me feel at easeIt keeps me calm I be spendin almost all my cheeseI need that bomb in my chest I love that cessIt ain`t no joke I can`t cope unless I got that dopeI wanna smoke!...(chorus:girl rp2x)[Gangsta Pat]I like to smoke my endo and get so highI blow weed like I`m going crazy don`t ask me whyI can`t explain it, I`m so addictedI`m deep in love wit that chronic it keeps me wickedI`m hooked on bud, I be fiendin every time I`m soberAbout to die I be lovin when my g`s come overAnd get me high as a mink coatJust let the aink float through the skyWhen I be smokin I can feel my throat gettin dryI can`t deny I got plenty problemsBut only swishers and a fat sack can help me solve `emI ain`t the one to be without that all-might gaunjaIt ain`t no solitary doubt that I must feed my hungerLike Stevie Wonder I can`t see into another dayEspicially if I gotta face that day without no hayIt ain`t no way I gots to have it that`s on the realThat ain`t no joke so fry it up And pass it through the field I wanna smoke(chorus till end)