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My Mind Playin' Tricks on Me

Kottonmouth Kings

Hidden Stash II: The Kream of the Krop

2001

I'm staring at my girl on the corner
It's fucked up when my mind's playing tricks on her 

I got a big afro
I drive old cars
Ain't nobody roll like

and twerk for me

I pull up looking like a star
Hop out like I'm role modeling
Bling on my neck and wrist 
Showing out 
I stunt like a model
Catch me showing

Page turning' big blunt burnin'
Yeah as long as I remember I've been
Page burnin' big blunt burnin'
I'm young again can't none of y'all tell me shit

big Snoop Dogg
Produced by Niggarachi niggarachi! Entitled
The "Time Is Now"!

Time is now, it's going down, in my town
Time is now cause it's going

star here
Yeah, yeah
She doing her duty, juicy lips like Trudy
Kissing them by the pair
Big booty she toot it, I call her ass Judy
She grab all

Whoop that trick whoop that
Whoop that trick
Whoop that trick

I just named my mixtape Mama You Made a Star
Because mama you made a star
Nobody

Heading to Atlanta tried to hide the big scar
Hanging with the guys they like all stars
It's like the homies got locked up they got bars
I'm in DR had

We ain't taking no calls
Big truck tug o war
BYOB plus a bar
Shinning like a yellow star, people wondering who we are
We done hopped out in our zone

looks bright
On that train all graphite and glitter
Undersea by rail
Ninety minutes from New York to Paris
Well by seventy-six we'll be A.O.K.
What

looks bright
On that train all graphite and glitter
Undersea by rail
Ninety minutes from New York to Paris
Well by seventy-six we'll be A.O.K.
What

elevate
Anyman shoot shot i go retalate
As you see me now i don penetrate o
See the big bills wey we generate
Oya hold something make you vibrate
Cos

Ghetto B.I.

Channel Live

Armaghetto [Clean]

2000

Yeah ha.. we vibin'
Channel livin' all day ha see'mon
Yo its me the m-e-t-h uh o-d
??
Sniff a whole key
My coke deep
Be my conscious tellin' me

Ghetto B.I.

Channel Live

Armaghetto

2000

something

[Chorus]
Niggas fuckin with that strick-nine
The models get mine
So we gonna be big time
Its ghetto business
Niggas jack cars and rap stars

Working hard everyday gotta break my back just to get some pay
Eight o' clock to five all day I'm working, working, working
Gotta get by gotta eat

the Eurovision
In God only knows how long
My Ireland loves laughing at Ó Briain and Norton
My Ireland is sending gifs and emojis
While waiting for absolution
My

two weeks straight
For the "B.O.T.B."
At the "C.V.R." high
They were finally in a band, guess the stars were aligned
You should have seen the judge,

shoulders
Got a little older, now no choker by slave owners seem doper
Rather have freedom from debt
Quarterly trips, me and my bitch in gentleman's quarterly

the end of the day
But at the end of the day you give it to G O D lads
Mans got bro bro on freelance (Freed up)
Got freed up by three glasses
Like Saka your

got that Pac, Big L, Pun eternity flow
I got that blowing that weed, taking that last drag in
And tossed in the infirmary glow
I'll hit your broad in

wanna do that

And nigga I ain't sparin' none o' em
I'm steppin' I catch any one o' em
Me and my niggas lurking till the sun up
And they gone make us

that summertime, summertime sadness
Oh, oh-o, o-o-oh

I'm feeling electric tonight
Cruising down the coast going 'bout 99
Got my bad baby by my heavenly

man they just some snakes 
Can't afford to get my life taken away so I gotta think and react quick 
Like this is my last day me I need the stars with

GENIE:
It's a big, bright, beautiful future
Thank your lucky stars you're alive!
Ya got someone special to talk to
A friend that you can trust for

Paystyle

Too Short

Paystyle [Cassette Single]

1995

a circle with some wannabe stars

Freestylin', but you ain't original, no
You just shootin' everything and you pimpin' hoes
And to think you could hang with