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 can't sleep, I toss and
sticks in the door
Visions of bongs burned
D-Loc, call me a stoner
A paranoid smoker with my finger on my

People puffin' stress living right
But I ain't going out my pipe
See, every time I pull a load, I start
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
I toke, I won't see the motherfuckers

[Incomprehensible] like our own
A sack of and a bong like my own
Some say, take a chill, D
But fuck shit, there's a pig trying to diss me

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

I got a big Afro, I old cars
Ain't nobody roll like me, like I'm a movie star
But late at night something right
Somebody's coming in and taking all my grow lights

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

Reach under my
[Incomprehensible]
no use to me to lie
They would scare us a motherfucker

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

I live by the bud, I my clones everywhere I go
Because I'm
I keep looking over my shoulder, around corners
My playing tricks on me
My is playing tricks on me

Day by day, it's more impossible to
smokin' off pounds of dope
Can't a steady hand because I'm nervous
Slanging buds, got a to door service

Knee deep in the motherfuckin'
Cold with no room for forgiveness
I got about three and a half [Incomprehensible]
215 me down in OC

The punk claimed that he knew Richter
Something his X girl that he dicked her
I got sounds in my ride
Way too many friends that died

I got a baby to look after
I play the role a motherfuckin' actor
Big daddy plant in my wife
Plan on being down for

Got the bitch in the whole city
two fat big brown, big ass titties
And they're the I be suckin' on
D-Loc, come and pack up my
My motherfucking getting lonely
My playing tricks on me

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

year 420 fell on a weekend
Kottonmouth is trick or treating
Robbin' kids for sacks
[Incomprehensible] got our ass

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

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

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

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

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

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