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Stress'n Me Out Lyrics

Aye yo
Blac Haze representin
Before I even start, I'm a fire one up (Ch-ch-ch)
Fire one up for my n*****
That's for my real m*********** n*****, know I'm sayin?
I got so many playa hatin a** n*****, talkin s*** behind my back
This just, this track is called stressed out
Cause that's what the f*** I am
I'm stressed the f*** out
Check me on this s***, my n****
I wonder why they f***** with' ME?
I can't call it as a true
Momma done raised an alcoholic
I c*** my nine, prayin that a n**** don't provoke me
f*** the police, cause I know they all hope we die
Just a young n****, caught up in that fast lane
I speed-ball, yes y'all, it's a fast game
But still wonderin why them n***** wantin ME?
Game official, never leave home without my pistol
Playa haters criticize, and no surprise
Trick b****** wanna f*** me, so they tellin lies
Tryin'a set me up, get me wetted
Keep f***** with them scandelous hoes, you gon' regret it
Drama said bet it, and see I floss with n***** that straight chase
You'll be trippin when them n***** put them guns in yo face
Y'all fools don't want it, the bullshit, I don't need it
I'm smoked out, I stay weeded, my heater stay heated
They stressin me out, I'm trippin, why they actin wild?
I'm outta weed, so now I'm puffin Black n' Mild
Hennessey got me spooked, them n***** plottin
I'm screamin "wait a minute! ", but them n***** ain't stoppin
Take me out the game, bullet wounds hit'cha frame
I can feel attention when them n***** say my names
If I gotta go, let me ride
You can never feel the pain inside
Nowhere to hide
What's my problem?
What's my m*********** problem?
Okay, I'm a tell ya my m*********** problem
Aight, how many f*** n*****
Got my f***** name in they grille?
Stop talkin about me, n****!
Stop playa hatin against me, n****!
Ya know I'm sayin? Get'cha own s***!
n****, f*** me!?
No n****, f*** you!
Busta a** n*****...
Them n***** full of demons, I hear 'em screamin
Is my mind playin tricks? What's the m*********** meaning?
I c*** my nine, I'm a burn on yo crew
My baby-mama, s***, she done turned on me too
I'm hearin rumors, I heard you're f***** my man
Can't understand why she left me stuck in the sand
In '92, I lost my old G
I'm reminiscin' on the lessons, that she told me
Sometimes I feel, I'm about to kick the bucket
If them n***** ain't feelin me, f*** it
I'm givin testimonies, n**** wanna sear my fate
I'm squeezin all fifteen, split'cha spleen
n**** tell me, why I have to be like that?
Aye yo Dave, them n***** can't see my trap
When I pull my s***, them fools die p***to
n**** I ain't trippin, roll up and fire a toe
If it's the end, I'm a die on a high-note
f*** savin money, cause most n***** die broke
b**** made n*****, eat a d***, for the stress you caused
Show ya how a real m*********a floss, real n***** talk
I bet'chu wonder why I'm trippin
I bet'chu m*********** wonderin
Why the f*** I'm trippin
I'm a tell you why I'm trippin, ya know I'm sayin?
I'm a tell you what the f***
Every time I turn around
Y'all n***** in my ear on some gay s***, on some f*** s***
Criticizing me, why the f*** you criticizing me, playa?
Ya know I'm sayin, get'cha own s*** my n****!
For real though, on the m*********** real though
I'm puttin down, represent EKG world-wide
Ya know I'm sayin, I be smoked out
Cause I'm stressed out
Ya know I'm sayin, I be gettin high
Ya know I'm sayin, just to get by
n***** don't understand what it's all about, my n****
I'm puttin it down to fullest man, I ain't even do perfect!
But these n***** around me, they trippin
Causin me to just go off on some other s***
I stay on some other s***, I put it down like this
I'm a real n****, I'm real with this s***
But right now, I'm a fire this joint back up
(ch-ch-ch-ch,
And I'm a... get high
Ya know I'm sayin... and do my thang
And let y'all n*****... do y'all thang
Cause I ain't trippin
Hahaha... ahhahaha... I ain't trippin n****!
I ain't even m*********** trippin!
n**** what?
I'm just chillin n****
lyrics by ykz. peace fellaz 2 pac is alive :)>-
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