Luyện nghe bài hát Mind Playin Tricks on Me

Intro:
I sit alone in my four-cornered
Staring at
Oh shit is on? heh
Let me drop shit like this here
Real

Verse one:
At night I can't sleep, I and turn
Candle sticks in the dark, visions of being burned
walls just staring at a nigga
I'm paranoid, sleeping my finger on the trigger
My mother's always stressing I ain't right
But I ain't going out without a
See, everytime my eyes
I start sweatin, and blood starts out my nose
somebody watchin' the ak'
But I don't who it is, so I'm watchin my back
I can see him when I'm in the covers
I awake I don't see the motherfucker
He owns a black hat I own
A black suit and a like my own
might say "take a chill, b"
But fuck that shit, there's a nigga trying to me
I'm in the clip when the wind blows
Every seconds got me peeping out my window
the joint for traps
Checking my for taps
I'm staring at the on the corner
It's fucked up your mind is playing tricks on you

Verse Willie D
I make big money, I big cars
Everybody me, it's like I'm a movie star
But late at night, somethin right
I feel I'm being by the same sucker's head lights
Is it that fool that I ran off the
Or is it that last week that I shot
Or is it the one I beat for five dollars
Thought he had but it was gold medal flour
Reach under my seat, grabbed my for the suckers
Ain't no use to be lying, I was scareder than a
But they're laughing at pow pies and buried quick
If it's down let's get this shit over with
they come, just like I figured
I got my hand on the motherfucking
I saw'll make your ass start giggling
Three black, crippled and crazy citizens
I by the sword
I my boys everywhere I go
Because I'm
I keep looking over my shoulder and peeping corners
My mind is playing on me

three: Scarface
Day by day it's more to cope
I feel like I'm the one that's doing
Can't keep a steady hand I'm nervous
Every morning I'm in service
Playing for
And trying to find an out of the business
I know the is looking at me
But yet and it's hard for me to feel happy
I often drift I drive
fatal thoughts of suicide
Bang and get it over
And then I'm worry-free, but that's
I got a little boy to look
And if I then my child would be a bastard
I had a woman with me
But to me it like she was down to get me
She helped me out in this
But to me she was another bitch
Now she's back with her
Now I'm that I love her
Now I'm feeling
My mind is tricks on me

Verse Bushwick Bill
This year halloween on a weekend
Me and geto are trick-or-treating
Robbing little kids for
Till an old man got our ass
So we up the pace
Took a look and he was right before our face
He'd be in for a squab' no
So I swung and hit the nigga in his
He was going down, we
But this was no ordinary
He stood about six or feet
Now, that's the I'd been seeing in my sleep
So we on him
Dropping motherfuckin b's on him
The more I swung the more blood
he disappeared and my boys disappeared, too
Then I felt like a fiend
It wasn't even to halloween
It was dark as on the streets
My were all bloody from punching on the concrete
God damn,
My mind is tricks on me