Lirik Lagu My Mind Playin' Tricks On Me - Kottonmouth Kings
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Hey hit this motherf**kerHit that shit, hit that bitchIt's 4:20..We got love..Is this motherf**ker on?
At night i can't sleep, i toss and turnChronic sticks in the doorVisions of bongs being burnedD-loc just call me a stonerA paranoid smoker with my finger on my pokerPeople puffin stress aint living rightBut i aint going out without my pipeSee every time I pull a load, i start sweatin, smoke startscoming out my noseThere's somebody slaggin some sacksBut i don't know who it is so I'm watching my backIt's a cop and he's deep undercoverWhen i toke i wont see the motherf**kers?? Caddy like our ownA sack of fruit and a bong like my ownSome might say, take a chill DBut f**k that shit there's a pig trying to diss meI popped in the rip of my indoEvery 20 seconds i be smoking another bowlInvestigating joints for trapsCheckin my herb for a branchI'm staring at my girl on the cornerIt's f**ked up when my mind's playing tricks on her
I got a big afroI drive old carsAin't nobody roll like meIt's like I'm a movie starBut late at night something ain't rightSomebody's coming in and they taking all my grow lightsIs it that dude tryin' to steal all my cropsOr could it be the one that sold the hydroponic rocksOr is it that one claimin' he had the powerTryin' to grow herb but it was hemp pure and flowerReach under my seat grabbed?? ain't no use to me ??They were ? than a motherf**kerTransplant complete and i told them all 65 days and that shitwill be done withOunce nugs just like i figuredCannabis cup, kings blend is the winnerAnd what i saw make your head start wrigglinThree rip cripplin stoney senior citizensI live by the budI take my clones everywhere i go because I'm paranoidI keep looking over my shoulder, peeping around cornersMy mind's playing tricks on me
Day by day its more impossible to copeDaddy X smokin off pounds of dopeCan't keep a steady hand because I'm nervousSlanging buds, got a door to door serviceKnee deep in the motherf**kin businessCold hearted with no room for forgivenessI got ? about 3 in each ? prop 215 f**kin me down in O.C.The punk claimed that he knew Johnny RichterSomething about his x girl that he dicked herI got phat sounds in my rideWay too many friends that have diedI got a baby girl to look afterI play the role like a motherf**kin actorBig daddy plant seeds in my wifePlan on being down for lifeGot the baddest bitch in the whole cityWith 2 fat big brown big ass tittiesAnd they the types i be suckin onD-loc come and pack up my zongMy motherf**king sacks' getting lonelyMy minds playing tricks on me
I'm feeling high my sacks getting lonelyGoddamn homie, my minds playing tricks on me
This year 420 fell on a weekendKottonmouth Kings is trick or treatingRobbin' little kids for sacks?? got behind our assBroke the f**k out and said lateSkate to my house sucker sittin down by my gateWe were in for a session no doubtReached in my pocket you know what i pulled outThe G13 then the zong was deliveredBut this battle just called for something biggerA bong about six or seven feetA specialty piece i envisioned in my sleepPulled out the triple beam on emDropping them motherf**kin Gs on emThe more i smoke the more high i grewThen he disappeared and my boys disappeared tooThen i felt just like fiendThe shit was brown, man it wasn't even greenI was high as f**k in the streetAnd to top it all off i broke my zong on the concreteGoddamn homie, my mind is playing tricks on me
At night i can't sleep, i toss and turnChronic sticks in the doorVisions of bongs being burnedD-loc just call me a stonerA paranoid smoker with my finger on my pokerPeople puffin stress aint living rightBut i aint going out without my pipeSee every time I pull a load, i start sweatin, smoke startscoming out my noseThere's somebody slaggin some sacksBut i don't know who it is so I'm watching my backIt's a cop and he's deep undercoverWhen i toke i wont see the motherf**kers?? Caddy like our ownA sack of fruit and a bong like my ownSome might say, take a chill DBut f**k that shit there's a pig trying to diss meI popped in the rip of my indoEvery 20 seconds i be smoking another bowlInvestigating joints for trapsCheckin my herb for a branchI'm staring at my girl on the cornerIt's f**ked up when my mind's playing tricks on her
I got a big afroI drive old carsAin't nobody roll like meIt's like I'm a movie starBut late at night something ain't rightSomebody's coming in and they taking all my grow lightsIs it that dude tryin' to steal all my cropsOr could it be the one that sold the hydroponic rocksOr is it that one claimin' he had the powerTryin' to grow herb but it was hemp pure and flowerReach under my seat grabbed?? ain't no use to me ??They were ? than a motherf**kerTransplant complete and i told them all 65 days and that shitwill be done withOunce nugs just like i figuredCannabis cup, kings blend is the winnerAnd what i saw make your head start wrigglinThree rip cripplin stoney senior citizensI live by the budI take my clones everywhere i go because I'm paranoidI keep looking over my shoulder, peeping around cornersMy mind's playing tricks on me
Day by day its more impossible to copeDaddy X smokin off pounds of dopeCan't keep a steady hand because I'm nervousSlanging buds, got a door to door serviceKnee deep in the motherf**kin businessCold hearted with no room for forgivenessI got ? about 3 in each ? prop 215 f**kin me down in O.C.The punk claimed that he knew Johnny RichterSomething about his x girl that he dicked herI got phat sounds in my rideWay too many friends that have diedI got a baby girl to look afterI play the role like a motherf**kin actorBig daddy plant seeds in my wifePlan on being down for lifeGot the baddest bitch in the whole cityWith 2 fat big brown big ass tittiesAnd they the types i be suckin onD-loc come and pack up my zongMy motherf**king sacks' getting lonelyMy minds playing tricks on me
I'm feeling high my sacks getting lonelyGoddamn homie, my minds playing tricks on me
This year 420 fell on a weekendKottonmouth Kings is trick or treatingRobbin' little kids for sacks?? got behind our assBroke the f**k out and said lateSkate to my house sucker sittin down by my gateWe were in for a session no doubtReached in my pocket you know what i pulled outThe G13 then the zong was deliveredBut this battle just called for something biggerA bong about six or seven feetA specialty piece i envisioned in my sleepPulled out the triple beam on emDropping them motherf**kin Gs on emThe more i smoke the more high i grewThen he disappeared and my boys disappeared tooThen i felt just like fiendThe shit was brown, man it wasn't even greenI was high as f**k in the streetAnd to top it all off i broke my zong on the concreteGoddamn homie, my mind is playing tricks on me
