Mind Playin Tricks On Me 94 by Scarface beat Its a regular day and a regular routine Til I hear this tragic news from up out these fiends Your man 50, just got popped nine times and I heard threw The great vine its all cause his rhymes. In front of his grandmom standin on the lawn Wearin no teflon, I wonder if he gone I know in my heart I wanna cry Having thoughts in my mind that my man gon die As I frantically run towards 50s spot I panically peep like fifty cops It was blue and whites, DTs and homicide With yellow tape blocked off on both sides With fourfifth shells on the floor The DTs ringin doorbells goin door to door Yo Im stressed out, smoking bogey after bogey Duck in the ??? cause the ??? fucking know me I jumped in Gs truck and got a mac to spit And we did ??? ?? ??? At the time, I started to think back and shit How we used to sling crack and stack our chips Wit Kev, Pete Low, Big June and kid And my man 50 used to smack a bitch And the good and the bad on the 134 And them hoes that we had at the Cash Money tour Now Im at the hospital, stop daydreaming All I see is 551 and its beefin Baby moms screamin whole family grieving But the word is, that my mans still breathing I drop to my knees and I thank the Lord And got a long shitlist all across the board Motherfucker
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