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letra de chiefin' - king gorilla x lil jordie

[intro]
yeah.. jungle rap, the best out! hahahaha
listen

[chorus: king gorilla]
grab a nug out the sack break it up (break it up)
grab the blunt out the pack, take the guts (take the guts)
put the weed in, then proceed to roll it up (roll that sh-t)
we chiefin big, what your reefer hold not enough (nuh-uh)

[verse 1: king gorilla]
i said it before these rappers don’t want no smoke (no smoke)
i’m heroin dope, staring at folks that provoke (b-tch)
if you wanna scr-p b-tch i’ll tear up your throat (dead)
and if you think we not hot, your stereo broke

[verse 2: lil jordie]
it seems like your speakers need some fixing (yeah)
ya b-tch addicted to choking my chicken (what)
i’m smoking citrus super lemon haze (gas)
i leave that p-ssy dripping just from one f-ckin gaze

[verse 3: king gorilla]
yo, yo, yo
ridin through the streets bout to cop a swisher sweets (swisher)
backwood nice but the swisher roll faster (facts)
every spliff i light tight, super long laster (uhuh)
every hit potent, send ya straight to nasa

[verse 4: lil jordie]
milkshake sippin, chips ahoy dippin (dip)
bad b-tch hittin (f-ck), finger l!ckin chicken (yeah)
i don’t need no napkin, i got a tongue (woo)
trigger finger blasting, i got a gun (boom boom boom boom boom)

[chorus: king gorilla and lil jordie]
grab a nug out the sack break it up (break it up)
grab the blunt out the pack, take the guts (take the guts)
put the weed in, then proceed to roll it up (roll it up)
we chiefin big, what your reefer hold not enough (smokin’ big)
grab a nug out the sack break it up (break that sh-t)
grab the blunt out the pack, take the guts (yeah)
put the weed in, then proceed to roll it up (roll up)
we chiefin big, what your reefer hold not enough (not enough)

[verse 5: king gorilla]
thai stick remedy, (yeah) fronto leaf heavenly (yeah)
my weed don’t got seeds like a vasectomy (facts)
high speed, tai chi k!ll you with the energy
won’t find me at the crime scene i never catch a felony (hah)

[verse 6: lil jordie]
i rip the blunt the ash pile a mile long (yeah)
triple og gas always hit my -ss strong (woo)
cheifin’ on the bong now i’m in sp-ce mad gone (chiefin’)
p-ss me a plate i need something to snack on (i’m hungry)

- king gorilla x lil jordie

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