Throwback: Geto Boys- My Minds Playing Tricks on Me

August 26th, 2007

Giving H-town some love…

This entry was posted on Sunday, August 26th, 2007 at 6:02 pm and is filed under Throwback.

18 Responses to “Throwback: Geto Boys- My Minds Playing Tricks on Me”

E$ Says:
August 26th, 2007 at 6:04 pm
Hip Hop – Southern Sytle
ruger Says:
August 26th, 2007 at 6:08 pm
real southern hip hop,not niggas doin the hokey pokey
MaG Says:
August 26th, 2007 at 6:36 pm
chain hang LOW??
cool mr cool Says:
August 26th, 2007 at 6:39 pm
good music. yep. good music.
TRILLTALK Says:
August 26th, 2007 at 7:07 pm
“I KNOW THE LORD IS LOOKING AT ME-BUT YET IT STILL IS HARD FOR ME TO FEEL HAPPY”

REALTALK RIGHTCHEA SNITCHES!
Southern Soverign Says:
August 26th, 2007 at 8:56 pm
Co-sign Ruger 1000%

Don’t let the media fool you. Real Niggas down aint with that A-bay-bullshit and Trill ent. Gimme sum outkast and geto boys anyday instead.
real rap Says:
August 26th, 2007 at 8:58 pm
the south has alotta good rappers its just the past 2-3 yrs they fell off im not even gonna say they fell off ,if they had there own genre like crunk or whatever they would killin it. that dance stuff ain’t rap thats why people hate it.
KABUKI Says:
August 26th, 2007 at 9:08 pm
Ahh, the Godfather’s of Southern Hip-Hop, gotta luv it.
african outlaw Says:
August 26th, 2007 at 9:57 pm
yo this video and the lyrics are tight,thats i call hip hop not d4l,dfb,and them other wack niggaz.lol.u kno wat i mean
Jizzle Says:
August 26th, 2007 at 11:02 pm
Droppin them mutha fuckin bee’s on em>
we stone Says:
August 26th, 2007 at 11:36 pm
shits classic.. starin at candles
juicygotemcrazy Says:
August 27th, 2007 at 5:08 am
i used to watch this on the BOX. LOL
flashback for real.
mcfly Says:
August 27th, 2007 at 7:33 am
everyday its get more hard for me to cope, i feel i’m the one thats doing dope. dis was my first favorite rap song, and i’m from DC
atlantabyrdgang Says:
August 27th, 2007 at 7:54 am
for the last time aunt jackie, chicken noodle soup,and lip gloss,hell even the pee wee herman originated in the north east stop hating the south because they do it better……..a quick history lesson hip hop started out as sped up lp’s with no lyrics aka dance music…research it and learn something…with or without lyrics people love to dance especially black people so if someone creates something sucessful stop hating if it aint you dont listen….and if hip hop is dead why the hell so many albums keep dropping….i heard this same backlash when nwa and 2live crew where in prominent positions in hip hop..black people need to stop acting and feeling negative to change and learn to embrace it or do something better to make it obsolete…
Serengeti Says:
August 27th, 2007 at 8:05 am
LOL @2. Hokey Pokey!

Yeah, I remember this one the Box too, #12. Good Video! Yo, RTNY went way back with this one!
DEELOC Says:
August 27th, 2007 at 12:39 pm
I sit alone in my four-cornered room staring at candles
Oh that shit is on? Heh
Let me drop some shit like this here, real smooth

At night I can’t sleep, I toss and turn
Candle sticks in the dark, visions of bodies bein burned
Four walls just starin at a nigga
I’m paranoid, sleepin with my finger on the trigger
My mother’s always stressin I ain’t livin right
But I ain’t going out without a fight
See, everytime my eyes close
I start sweatin, and blood starts comin out my nose
It’s somebody watchin the Ak’
But I don’t know who it is, so I’m watchin my back
I can see him when I’m deep in the covers
When I awake I don’t see the motherfucker
He owns a black hat like I own
A black suit and a cane like my own
Some might say, “Take a chill, B”
But fuck that shit! There’s a nigga trying to kill me
I’m poppin in the clip when the wind blows
Every twenty seconds got me peepin out my window
Investigatin the joint for traps
Checkin my telephone for taps
I’m starin at the woman on the corner
It’s fucked up when your mind is playin tricks on ya

MMMM NA NA NA NA DA DA DA DA IS U THAT MOTHERFUCKER THAT
ALWAYS KEEP THINKING SOMEBODY LOOKING AT U
IS U THAT MOTHERFUCKER THAT ALWAYS KEEP THINKING THAT
SOMEBODY TALKING BOUT CHA CUZ YA MIND PLAYIN FUCKIN TRICKS ON YA YA MIND PLAYIN FUCKIN TRICKS ON YA YA HEY

I make big money, I drive big cars
Everybody know me, it’s like I’m a movie star
But late at night, somethin ain’t right
I feel I’m being tailed by the same sucker’s head lights
Is it that fool that I ran off the block?
Or is it that nigga last week that I shot?
Or is it the one I beat for five thousand dollars
Thought he had ‘caine but it was Gold Medal Flour
Reach under my seat, grabbed my popper for the suckers
Ain’t no use to me lyin, I was scareder than a motherfucker
Hooked a left into Popeye’s and bailed out quick
If it’s goin down let’s get this shit over with
Here they come, just like I figured
I got my hand on the motherfuckin trigger
What I saw’ll make your ass start gigglin
Three black, crippled and crazy senior citizens
I live by the sword
I take my boys everywhere I go, because I’m paranoid
I keep lookin over my shoulder and peepin around corners
My mind is playin tricks on me

MMMMM NA NA NA NA NA DA DA DA DA IS U THAT MOTHERFUCKER
THAT ALWAYS KEEP THINKING SOMEBODY LOOKING AT U
IS U THAT MOTHERFUCKER THAT ALWAYS KEEP THINKING SOMEBODY TALKING BOUT CHA CUZ YA MIND PLAYIN FUCKIN TRICKS ON YA YA
MIND PLAYIN FUCKIN TRICKZ ON YA HEY

Day by day it’s more impossible to cope
I feel like I’m the one that’s doing dope
Can’t keep a steady hand because I’m nervous
Every Sunday mornin I’m in service
Prayin for forgiveness
And tryin to find an exit out the business
I know the Lord is lookin at me
But yet and still it’s hard for me to feel happy
I often drift while I drive
Havin fatal thoughts of suicide
BANG and get it over with
And then I’m worry-free, but that’s bullshit
I got a little boy to look after
And if I died then my child would be a bastard
I had a woman down with me
But to me it seemed like she was down to get me
She helped me out in this shit
But to me she was just another bitch
Now she’s back with her mother
Now I’m realizing that I love her
Now I’m feelin lonely
My mind is playin tricks on me

MMMM NA NA NA NA DA DA DA DA IS U THAT MOTHERFUCKER THAT ALWAYS KEEP THINKING SOMEBODY LOOKING AT U IS U THAT MOTHERFUCKER THAT ALWAYS KEEP THINKING SOMEBODY TALKING BOUT CHA CUZ YA MIND PLAYIN FUCKIN TRICKS ON YA YA MIND PLAYIN FUCKIN TRICKZ ON YA HEY

THIS YEAR HALLOWEEN FELL ON A WEEKEND
ME AND GETO BOYZ ARE TRICK OR TREATIN
ROBBIN LITTLE KIDS FOR BAGZ
TILL AN OLD MAN GOT BEHIND OUR ASS
SO WE SPEEDED UP THE PACE
TOOK A LOOK BACK AND HE WAS RIGHT BEFORE OUR FACE
HE’D BE IN FOR A SQUABBLE NO DOUBT
SO I SWUNG AND HIT THE NIGGA IN HIS MOUTH
HE WAS GOIN DOWN WE FIGURED
BUT THIS WAS NO ORDINARY NIGGA
HE STOOD ABOUT SIX OR SEVEN FEET
NOW THAT’S THE NIGGA I’D BE SEEIN IN MY SLEEP
SO WE TRIPLE TEAMED ON HIM
DROPPIN THEM MOTHERFUCKIN B’S ON HIM
THE MORE I SWUNG THE MORE BLOOD FLEW
THEN HE DISAPPEARED AND MY BOYS DISAPPEARED TOO
THEN I FELT JUST LIKE A FIEND
IT WASN’T EVEN CLOSE TO HALLOWEEN
IT WAS DARK AS FUCK ON THE STREETS
MY HANDS WERE ALL BLOODY FROM PUNCHIN ON THE CONCRETE
GOD DAMN HOMIE
MY MIND IS PLAYIN TRICKS ON ME

MMMMM NA NA NA NA DA DA DA DA DA IS U THAT MOTHERFUCKER THAT ALWAYS KEEP THINKING SOMEBODY LOOKING AT U IS U THAT
MOTHERFUCKER THAT ALWAYS KEEP THINKING SOMEBODY TALKING BOUT CHA CUZ YA MIND PLAYIN TRICKS ON YA YA MIND PLAYIN FUCKIN TRICKZ ON YA
KABUKI Says:
August 27th, 2007 at 3:36 pm
HAHA, SCARFACE WAS LIKE SKINNY AS HELL BACK THEN!!!!!!!!!!
pimpwell Says:
August 28th, 2007 at 8:13 am
Why you hating on Soulja Boy? Ever hear the song “Booty Meat”? Go Google that shit and see how many bitches he had shaking their ass. He did that… not you… FUCK YOU. Hating ass mother fuckers = snitches

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