Luyện nghe bài hát My Mind Playin' Tricks On Me

Hey, hit motherfucker
God, hit that shit, hit bitch
4:20, y'all, we got love
Is this on?

At night I sleep, I toss and turn
Chronic sticks in the
Visions of bongs burned
D-Loc, just me a stoner
A paranoid smoker my finger on my poker

People stress ain't living right
But I ain't going out without my
See, every time I a load, I start sweatin'
Smoke starts coming out my

somebody slaggin' some sacks
But I know who it is so I'm watching my back
It's a cop and he's undercover
When I toke, I won't see the

Caddy like our own
A sack of fruit and a bong my own
might say, take a chill, D
But fuck that shit, there's a pig to diss me

I popped in the rip of my
Every twenty seconds I be another bowl
Investigating joints for traps, my herbs for a branch
I'm staring at my on the corner
fucked up when my mind's playing tricks on her
My playing tricks on her

I got a big Afro, I old cars
Ain't roll like me, it's like I'm a movie star
But late at night something ain't
Somebody's coming in and they taking all my grow

Is it that tryin' to steal all my crops?
Or could it be the one that sold the hydroponic
Or is it one claimin' he had the power
to grow herb but it was h'emp pure and flower?

Reach my seat
Grabbed
no use to me to lie
They would us than a motherfucker

Transplant and I told them all sixty-five days
And that will be done with, ounce nugs just like I figured
Cannabis cup, Blend is the winner
And what I saw, make your start wrigglin'
Three rip cripplin' stoney citizens

I live by the bud, I take my everywhere I go
Because I'm
I keep looking my shoulder, peeping around corners
My mind's playing on me
My mind is playing on me

Day by day, it's more to cope
Daddy-X smokin' off pounds of
Can't keep a steady because I'm nervous
buds, got a door to door service

Knee in the motherfuckin' business
Cold hearted no room for forgiveness
I got birth about and a half [Incomprehensible]
215 me down in OC

The punk claimed that he Johnny Richter
about his X girl that he dicked her
I got phat in my ride
Way too many friends that died

I got a girl to look after
I play the role like a motherfuckin'
Big daddy plant seeds in my
Plan on being for life

Got the baddest bitch in the whole
With two fat big brown, big ass
And the types I be suckin' on
D-Loc, come and pack up my
My motherfucking sacks' getting
My mind's playing on me

I'm feeling high, my getting lonely
Goddamn, homie, my mind's playing on me
I'm feeling high, my sacks lonely
Goddamn, homie, my mind's tricks on me

This year 420 fell on a
Kings is trick or treating
Robbin' little for sacks
got behind our ass

Broke the out and said late
Skate to my house sucker sittin' down by my
We were in for a session no
in my pocket, you know what I pulled out

The G13 then the was delivered
But battle just called for something bigger
A bong six or seven feet
A specialty piece, I in my sleep

Pulled out the beam on 'em
Dropping them G's on 'em
The more I smoke ,the high I grew
Then he disappeared and my disappeared too

Then I felt just a fiend
The shit was brown, man, it wasn't green
I was high as fuck in the
And to top it all off I broke my zong on the

Goddamn, homie, my mind is tricks on me
My mind's tricks on me
My mind's tricks on me

I'm feeling high, my sacks getting
Goddamn, homie, my mind's tricks on me
I'm feeling high, my getting lonely
Goddamn, homie, my playing tricks on me