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
Chronic sticks in the
Visions of bongs burned
D-Loc, just me a stoner
A paranoid with my finger on my poker

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

somebody slaggin' some sacks
But I don't 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] Caddy our own
A of fruit and a bong like my own
Some might say, a chill, D
But fuck that shit, a pig trying to diss me

I in the rip of my indo
Every twenty seconds I be smoking another
Investigating joints for traps, checkin' my for a branch
I'm at my girl on the corner
It's fucked up when my mind's playing on her
My mind's playing on her

I got a big Afro, I drive old
Ain't nobody like me, it's like I'm a movie star
But late at night ain't right
Somebody's coming in and they taking all my grow

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

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

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

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

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

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

The punk that he knew Johnny Richter
Something about his X girl that he her
I got phat in my ride
Way too friends that have died

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

Got the baddest in the whole city
two fat big brown, big ass titties
And the types I be suckin' on
D-Loc, come and up my zong
My motherfucking sacks' lonely
My playing tricks on me

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

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

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

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

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

Then I felt like a fiend
The was brown, man, it wasn't even green
I was as fuck in the street
And to top it all off I broke my on the concrete

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

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