[00:00.00] 作词 : Brad, Doug, Willie
[00:00.00]Hey, hit this mother****ing shi
[00:00.00]God, hit that mother****ing shit, hit that mother****ing shi
[00:00.00]It's 4:20, y'all, we got love
[00:00.00]Is this mother****ing on
[00:09.11]At night I can't sleep,
[00:10.56]I toss and turn
[00:12.11]Chronic sticks in the door
[00:13.79]Visions of bongs being burned
[00:15.53]D-Loc, just call me a stoner
[00:18.10]A paranoid smoker with my finger on my poker
[00:20.91]People puffin' stress ain't living right
[00:23.76]But I ain't going out without my pipe
[00:26.04]See, every time
[00:27.70]I pull a load,
[00:28.90]I start sweatin'
[00:30.40]Smoke starts coming out my nose
[00:32.48]There's somebody slaggin' some sacks
[00:34.98]But I don't know who it is so
[00:37.38]I'm watching my back
[00:38.58]It's a cop and he's deep undercover
[00:41.48]When I toke,
[00:42.78]I won't see the mother****ers [Incomprehensible]
[00:45.38]Caddy like our own
[00:47.38]A sack of fruit and a bong like my own
[00:49.98]Some might say, take a chill,
[00:52.28]DBut **** that bullshit, there's a pig trying to diss m
[00:55.28]I popped in the rip of my indo
[00:57.48]Every twenty seconds
[00:59.38]I be smoking another bowl
[01:01.28]Investigating joints for traps, checkin' my herbs for a branch
[01:05.88]I'm staring at my girl on the corner
[01:08.58]It's ****ed up when my mind's playing tricks on he
[01:11.98]My mind's playing tricks on her
[01:21.08]I got a big
[01:22.78]Afro, I drive old cars
[01:24.88]Ain't nobody roll like me, it's like
[01:27.48]I'm a movie star
[01:28.98]But late at night something ain't right
[01:31.78]Somebody's coming in and they taking all my grow lights
[01:34.98]Is it that dude tryin' to steal all my crops?
[01:37.88]Or could it be the one that sold the hydroponic rocks?
[01:40.98]Or is it that one claimin' he had the power
[01:44.08]Tryin' to grow herb but it was h'emp pure and flower?
[01:46.98]Reach under my seat
[01:48.98]Grabbed [Incomprehensible]
[01:50.18]Ain't no use to me to lie
[01:52.78]They would scare us than a mother****e
[01:54.48]Transplant complete and
[01:56.58]I told them all sixty-five days
[01:59.28]And that shit will be done with, ounce nugs just like
[02:02.48]I figured **** cup,
[02:04.48]Kings Blend is the winner
[02:06.48]And what I saw, make your head start wrigglin'
[02:09.58]Three rip cripplin' stoney senior citizens
[02:12.68]I live by the bud,
[02:14.48]I take my clones everywhere
[02:16.18]I goBecause
[02:17.48]I'm paranoid
[02:18.98]I keep looking over my shoulder, peeping around corners
[02:22.78]My mind's playing tricks on me
[02:25.78]My mind is playing tricks on me
[02:28.78]Day by day, it's more impossible to cope
[02:32.08]My Mind Playin' Tricks on Me by Kottonmouth Kings
[02:35.38]Hidden Stash II: The Kream of the Krop
[02:37.48]Daddy-X smokin' off pounds of shit
[02:40.48]Can't keep a steady hand because
[02:42.18]I'm nervous
[02:43.78]Slanging buds, got a door to door service
[02:46.68]Knee deep in the mother****ing busines
[02:49.58]Cold hearted with no room for forgiveness
[02:52.48]I got birth about three and a half [Incomprehensible]215 ****ing me down in
[02:57.68]OCThe punk claimed that he knew
[03:00.18]Johnny Richter
[03:01.58]Something about his
[03:03.08]X girl that he mother****ed he
[03:05.48]I got phat sounds in my ride
[03:08.38]Way too many friends that have died
[03:11.28]I got a baby girl to look after
[03:13.98]I play the role like a mother****ing acto
[03:16.78]Big daddy plant seeds in my wife
[03:19.48]Plan on being down for life
[03:22.28]Got the baddest mother****er in the whole cit
[03:25.48]With two fat big brown, big ass bitche
[03:28.48]And they're the types
[03:30.08]I be suckin' on
[03:31.28]D-Loc, come and pack up my zong
[03:33.78]My mother****ing sacks' getting lonel
[03:36.58]My mind's playing tricks on me
[03:39.58]I'm feeling high, my sacks getting lonely
[03:42.68]Goddamn, homie, my mind's playing tricks on me
[03:45.68]I'm feeling high, my sacks getting lonely
[03:48.88]Goddamn, homie, my mind's playing tricks on me
[03:51.88]This year 420 fell on a weekend
[03:55.08]Kottonmouth
[03:56.58]Kings is trick or treating
[03:58.68]Robbin' little kids for sacks[Incomprehensible] got behind our ass
[04:02.98]Broke the mother****er out and said lat
[04:05.88]Skate to my house sucker sittin' down by my gate
[04:08.98]We were in for a session no doubt
[04:11.48]Reached in my pocket, you know what
[04:13.88]I pulled out
[04:15.08]The G13 then the zong was delivered
[04:18.08]But this battle just called for something bigger
[04:21.08]A bong about six or seven feet
[04:23.78]A specialty piece,
[04:25.88]I envisioned in my sleep
[04:27.78]Pulled out the triple beam on 'em
[04:30.98]Dropping them mother****ing
[04:32.48]G's on 'em
[04:33.88]The more I smoke ,the more high
[04:36.18]I grewThen he disappeared and my boys disappeared too
[04:39.58]Then I felt just like a fiend
[04:41.88]The shit was brown, man, it wasn't even gree
[04:44.88]I was high as mother****er in the stree
[04:47.78]And to top it all off
[04:49.78]I broke my zong on the concrete
[04:52.58]Goddamn, homie, my mind is playing tricks on me
[04:55.78]My mind's playing tricks on me
[04:58.78]My mind's playing tricks on me
[05:01.88]I'm feeling high, my sacks getting lonely
[05:04.98]Goddamn, homie, my mind's playing tricks on me
[05:07.98]I'm feeling high, my sacks getting lonely
[05:11.08]Goddamn, homie, my mind's playing tricks on me

作词 : Brad, Doug, Willie
Hey, hit this mother****ing shi
God, hit that mother****ing shit, hit that mother****ing shi
It's 4:20, y'all, we got love
Is this mother****ing on
At night I can't sleep,
I toss and turn
Chronic sticks in the door
Visions of bongs being burned
D-Loc, just call me a stoner
A paranoid smoker with my finger on my poker
People puffin' stress ain't living right
But I ain't going out without my pipe
See, every time
I pull a load,
I start sweatin'
Smoke starts coming out my nose
There's somebody slaggin' some sacks
But I don't know who it is so
I'm watching my back
It's a cop and he's deep undercover
When I toke,
I won't see the mother****ers
Caddy like our own
A sack of fruit and a bong like my own
Some might say, take a chill,
DBut **** that bullshit, there's a pig trying to diss m
I popped in the rip of my indo
Every twenty seconds
I be smoking another bowl
Investigating joints for traps, checkin' my herbs for a branch
I'm staring at my girl on the corner
It's ****ed up when my mind's playing tricks on he
My mind's playing tricks on her
I got a big
Afro, I drive old cars
Ain't nobody roll like me, it's like
I'm a movie star
But late at night something ain't right
Somebody's coming in and they taking all my grow lights
Is it that dude tryin' to steal all my crops?
Or could it be the one that sold the hydroponic rocks?
Or is it that one claimin' he had the power
Tryin' to grow herb but it was h'emp pure and flower?
Reach under my seat
Grabbed
Ain't no use to me to lie
They would scare us than a mother****e
Transplant complete and
I told them all sixty-five days
And that shit will be done with, ounce nugs just like
I figured **** cup,
Kings Blend is the winner
And what I saw, make your head start wrigglin'
Three rip cripplin' stoney senior citizens
I live by the bud,
I take my clones everywhere
I goBecause
I'm paranoid
I keep looking over my shoulder, peeping around corners
My mind's playing tricks on me
My mind is playing tricks on me
Day by day, it's more impossible to cope
My Mind Playin' Tricks on Me by Kottonmouth Kings
Hidden Stash II: The Kream of the Krop
Daddy-X smokin' off pounds of shit
Can't keep a steady hand because
I'm nervous
Slanging buds, got a door to door service
Knee deep in the mother****ing busines
Cold hearted with no room for forgiveness
I got birth about three and a half 215 ****ing me down in
OCThe punk claimed that he knew
Johnny Richter
Something about his
X girl that he mother****ed he
I got phat sounds in my ride
Way too many friends that have died
I got a baby girl to look after
I play the role like a mother****ing acto
Big daddy plant seeds in my wife
Plan on being down for life
Got the baddest mother****er in the whole cit
With two fat big brown, big ass bitche
And they're the types
I be suckin' on
D-Loc, come and pack up my zong
My mother****ing sacks' getting lonel
My mind's playing tricks on me
I'm feeling high, my sacks getting lonely
Goddamn, homie, my mind's playing tricks on me
I'm feeling high, my sacks getting lonely
Goddamn, homie, my mind's playing tricks on me
This year 420 fell on a weekend
Kottonmouth
Kings is trick or treating
Robbin' little kids for sacks got behind our ass
Broke the mother****er out and said lat
Skate to my house sucker sittin' down by my gate
We were in for a session no doubt
Reached in my pocket, you know what
I pulled out
The G13 then the zong was delivered
But this battle just called for something bigger
A bong about six or seven feet
A specialty piece,
I envisioned in my sleep
Pulled out the triple beam on 'em
Dropping them mother****ing
G's on 'em
The more I smoke ,the more high
I grewThen he disappeared and my boys disappeared too
Then I felt just like a fiend
The shit was brown, man, it wasn't even gree
I was high as mother****er in the stree
And to top it all off
I broke my zong on the concrete
Goddamn, homie, my mind is playing tricks on me
My mind's playing tricks on me
My mind's playing tricks on me
I'm feeling high, my sacks getting lonely
Goddamn, homie, my mind's playing tricks on me
I'm feeling high, my sacks getting lonely
Goddamn, homie, my mind's playing tricks on me