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Stop Playing Wit Me
by Young Jaye. Buy album CD: The Life And Time Of Young Jaye
Stop playin with me [x3] Ya'll betta actin like they fuckin with young
Wateva, u knw they ain't fuckin with young, who betta?
Thank the lord man they finaly freed my nigga Slick, next week they turned
Around and killed my nigga Tick. Need we gone miss ya cause need u cn trust
Tht so fucked up about it I couldn't call Buck back.
On my 100 blunt feeling like ah loonitic please lord tell me y they killed
My nigga Tick cash filled stand up neva lay down, put it to the back of his
Dome need tell em lay down, need niqqa stay down, we used to stay down,
Made my first 1500 right on the play ground, got a fresh one need a half
Right by the swings. First nigga try to creep my shit pull out them things.
Hold up I ain't likeing how this goin, just a few summers ago I had it
Snowing if that motherfucka snow man piece I had it glowin pink perrya
Rosay I had I bowin word on the street If them birds u had em sowin used to
Hate countin the 10s need 5s thought it was borin need how tht nigga fold
All tht he wnt towin who knew I get them federal chips if I was towin I
Pulled up at the ghetto need shit in somethin foreign cause I'm straight up
Out that federal shit got nun [? ] knw y he say he act all funny u hella
Sound right same nigga told u that shit the hell u knw
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