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
] All my nights are cold and lonely Now that your gone You use to be my one and only Now I'm alone I need you in my life forever I want you back I cant
few times, I never gave up, Got up, got a pat, get the hood, made up. [Hook:] It feels good, I still get love in my hood, Haters still wishin they could
a few times, I never gave up, Got up, got a pat, get the hood, made up. [Hook:] It feels good, I still get love in my hood, Haters still wishin they
work, Sell what it's worth From the days of way back, The days of my birth I'm so damn cold One blunt in my hand, My bitch in a chokehold The hood taught
grab my pistol grip and take care my business Cause they don't know who they fuckin' with Call my nigga Project Pat cause I know he got my back Fruck
." No further words, and then I darted upstairs Crashed through my door then jumped on my bed Pulled the covers up over my head and said, "Oh please, do somethin' with Fred!" He jumped on my
here." No further words, and then I darted upstairs Crashed through my door then jumped on my bed Pulled the covers up over my head and said "Oh please, do somethin' with Fred!" He jumped on my
