Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song I Wanna Smoke , by - Gangsta Pat. Song from the album Da Dro, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 09.05.2007
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Red Rum
Song language: English
I Wanna Smoke |
| And I wanna smoke… |
| Red rum animosity |
| And I wanna chief… |
| I wanna smoke… |
| And we gonna do it like this |
| 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 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 |
| 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) |
| 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) |