[Chorus:]
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Stop playin with me [x3] Ya'll betta actin like they fuckin with young
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wateva, u knw they ain't fuckin with young, who betta?
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[Bridge:]
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Thank the lord man they finaly freed my nigga Slick, next week they turned
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around and killed my nigga Tick. Need we gone miss ya cause need u cn trust
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tht so fucked up about it I couldn't call Buck back.
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[Verse 1:]
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On my 100 blunt feeling like ah loonitic please lord tell me y they killed
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my nigga Tick cash filled stand up neva lay down, put it to the back of his
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dome need tell em lay down, need niqqa stay down, we used to stay down,
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made my first 1500 right on the play ground, got a fresh one need a half
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right by the swings. First nigga try to creep my shit pull out them things.
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[Chorus]
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[Verse 2:]
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Hold up I ain't likeing how this goin, just a few summers ago I had it
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snowing if that motherfucka snow man piece I had it glowin pink perrya
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rosay I had I bowin word on the street If them birds u had em sowin used to
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hate countin the 10s need 5s thought it was borin need how tht nigga fold
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all tht he wnt towin who knew I get them federal chips if I was towin I
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pulled up at the ghetto need shit in somethin foreign cause I'm straight up
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out that federal shit got nun [? ] knw y he say he act all funny u hella
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sound right same nigga told u that shit the hell u knw
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[Chorus]
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Stop Playing Wit Me
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| Young Jeezy |
