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lirik lagu stop playin – celly ru

[chorus: $tupid young]
ay, lil n-gg- stop playing
tell the motherf-cking truth
you know you really ain’t gonna shoot
why you acting like the man?
you don’t really got juice
n-gg-s lying in the booth
you ain’t out there with the gang
you ain’t out there with the crew
n-gg- do it to look cute
you just do it for the fame
real n-gg-s don’t salute
tell the motherf-cking truth

[verse 1: $tupid young]
ay, i ain’t triggered off these hoes n-gg- i say the cake
stupid young turn on the fate, can’t name the date
why these n-gg-s acting like they riding with thangs and case
n-gg- the biggest gun you ever saw was .38
we ride around tryna do a n-gg- dirty plates
caught him coming at his house said 638
fully automatic rounds, that’s the dirty cake
disappear before the police came, sh-t was way too late
i don’t think they really know it, we been beefing
i don’t think they won’t beef, just sticking vegan
ran up a bag, they blew a bag, anemics
in a h-ll cap, putting work on the demon
we gon get the score, f-ck being even
when we slide, we gon make sure there ain’t n-body breathing
baby nate put it, use some cold season
all these n-gg-s capping, they be lying for no reason

[chorus: $tupid young]
stop playing
tell the motherf-cking truth
you know you really ain’t gonna shoot
why you acting like the man?
you don’t really got juice
n-gg-s lying in the booth
you ain’t out there with the gang
you ain’t out there with the crew
n-gg- do it to look cute
you just do it for the fame
real n-gg-s don’t salute
tell the motherf-cking truth

[verse 2: celly ru]
ay, top shadow with a burner on my waist, same
age, we ain’t grow up, why you throwing up my gang
got it on me, if i pull it, i’mma shoot a n-gg- flame
f-ck this fame, think i’m planning, i’mma show you what i’m saying
ay, roadrunner, freak a lil crazy, that’s a cold gunner
smoke something, one of mines, going into a cold summer
fo some peers, come and ask you, you don’t know nothing
tell a cousin blood name, solid here you don’t gon f-ck
hunnet shots, come from 34 hunnet block
f-ck yo block, you can die, if you ain’t one of mine f-ck yo lives
spend along, i ain’t got it on me, lil homie pops
stand over n-gg- still nick blick but it was only socks
stop playing, you just rapping, you was not banging
eyes closed, when that n-gg- shot, he was not aiming
i tap in with the asians when i cap cater
bought it in the morning and we finished it a block later

[chorus: $tupid young]
lil n-gg- stop playing
tell the motherf-cking truth
you know you really ain’t gonna shoot
why you acting like the man?
you don’t really got juice
n-gg-s lying in the booth
you ain’t out there with the gang
you ain’t out there with the crew
n-gg- do it to look cute
you just do it for the fame
real n-gg-s don’t salute
tell the motherf-cking truth

[verse 3: teejay3k]
ay, you ain’t really with the sh-ts
you ain’t no bust, you a b-tch
you gon floss for a bizz
but you flawer than a b-tch
come on down for a hit
put a hole through yo ‘fit
from the south to the west, me and young, we the best
b-tch i’m coming for yo head, ain’t no need for no vest
if i gotta pull up, then i’m leaving a mess
and before i hit that door, i gotta leave with my tec, ay
f-ck that other sh-t, i don’t get into that monyo
pull that 4 on that tec, got me long gone
you a b-tch, i know it when you told them
and i can’t f-ck with you, n-gg- get your roll on
you ain’t get it from the dirt
if you scared, go to church, f-ck around and get hurt (n-gg-)
f-ck around and get a merc
i ain’t put them on the shirt, i put them in the earth

- celly ru

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