Gangsta Pat - I Wanna $moke (Part III) lyrics

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's a 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 pa** 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 pa** it through the field I wanna smoke (chorus till end)