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Gangsta Pat - I Wanna Smoke lyrics
* send corrections to the typist I wanna roll on a jeep wanna smoke me a blunt I wanna get fucked up Wanna smoke (2x) Wanna choke (2x) Wanna get fucked up I'm rollin up so many blunts man I'm smokin and chokin them Back to back Come on and blink I knew I just think I'm havin another aink attack I like to smoke so much weed It's a need I gotta have bud in my system black Laid back With a ack And a sac of indo in my Cadillac So bill Leather chill Leather post With the ho's Man I'm so high I feel like I'm about to float up In the clouds and touch the sky The chronic has got me so dazed It's amazing I wanna smoke until I pass out Get the mask out And let me hit it until this chronic knocks my ass out I'm gunna crash out And sleep until mornin I'm yawnin So what can I say man For a day man I don't think that I can even go without smokin hate man So pass me a swisher And let me spit the middle and fill it with weed And lick and light it and chief it And pass it around to my crew cause I know that you need Red rum niggas smoke bud by the pound and it's all good In the hood We chillin and cheifin Hangin out in the broken wood My nigga I figure I need more weed Some of that good choke I'm fiendin and dreamin about that chronic I wanna smoke 2X I wanna roll on a jeep wanna smoke me a blunt I wanna get fucked up Wanna smoke (2x) Wanna choke (2x) Wanna get fucked up I'm smokin and chokin on blunts Everyday Cause psycho acts that way The chicken is makin me wicked and paranoid Have gatta have that hay Comin up out of the ground It's by the pound And huffin to get so high Pull out my papers And end of the papers And sit back to let my brain fry Puffin on ses Now it's in my chest My nigga and I for that coughin and choke Blow me a gun Unless it's a bum My nigga lets fill our bodies with smoke I'm falling in love I'm full of that bud Cause we's in that party and get so woke I lit up that nine Cause it by the time We reefin around to get fucked up Let's grab us some brew Now this what we do We slangin and bangin up on the main strip I'm getting so high I cannot deny I'm startin to thinkin some crazy shit We rollin so clean I'm hearing sirens A nigga like me is so paranoid I roll down the window And let out the indo Those wicked ass the cops We tryin to avoid Keep rollin up weed You know is a need My nigga I'm fond of that Mary Jane Cause it's the most wanted And I'm goin to stay bunted And turn off the light I'm goin insane Keep rollin up swishers They filled with that reefer And don't let this dope Get in your ride I meant to decide My nigga cause you know that I wanna smoke 2X I wanna roll on a jeep wanna smoke me a blunt I wanna get fucked up Wanna smoke (2x) Wanna choke (2x) Wanna get fucked up I'm rollin up so many blunts man I'm smokin and chokin them Back to back Come on and blink I knew I just think I'm havin another aink attack I like to smoke so much weed It's a need I gotta have bud in my system black Laid back With a ack And a sac of indo in my Cadillac So bill Leather chill Leather post With the ho's Man I'm so high I feel like I'm about to float up In the clouds and touch the sky The chronic has got me so dazed It's amazing I wanna smoke until I pass out Get the mask out And let me hit it until this chronic knocks my ass out I'm gunna crash out And sleep until mornin I'm yawnin So what can I say man For a day man I don't think that I can even go without smokin hate man So pass me a swisher And let me spit the middle and fill it with weed And lick and light it and chief it And pass it around to my crew cause I know that you need Red rum niggas smoke bud by the pound and it's all good In the hood We chillin and cheifin Hangin out in the broken wood My nigga I figure I need more weed Some of that good choke I'm fiendin and dreamin about that chronic I wanna smoke 4X I wanna roll on a jeep wanna smoke me a blunt I wanna get fucked up Wanna smoke (2x) Wanna choke (2x) Wanna get fucked up |
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