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l5 (rapper) – stop playin lyrics

[intro: l5]
i threw the box on my glock, ever
ever since, it been trippin’
(i love you, l5)
i want j+money gone, p+ssy n+gga still dissin’

[chorus: l5]
why these p+ssy n+ggas playin’ like we don’t ride ’round with switches?
hitman, i got glock in hand, i catch my opp close+up, no missin’
i kicked my partner out the spot, he ain’t tryna slide, that n+gga trippin’
and, yeah, i’m locked in with lil dj, he gon’ step, he never b+tchin’
i want j+money gone, drop a dub, that n+gga dissin’
ayy, f+ck them boys he be postin’, know they rollin’ in them ditches
i threw a box on my glock, ever since, the b+tch be glitchin’
i told lil 05 that wе rich, when he come homе, he gotta listen (free 05)
freak b+tch suck me to the bone, don’t need no condom, she gon’ rip it (you know that)
ar5 a real thug, don’t do karate, but he kickin’ (n+gga)
i just threw back addy+30, b+tch, it feel like i’m flippin’ (n+gga)
bend it over, f+ck a perky, b+tch, i bet i still k!ll it

[verse: lil dre6o]
n+gga, f+ck a four+five, know i hop out with ten milli’
know he mad his partner gone, i don’t give a f+ck, boy, deal with it
i know a n+gga that signed a deal, still in the streets, he still k!llin’
don’t speak on baby k, feel like he died today, i still feel it
hold up
b+tch said, “just stay down, this sh+t here comin’,” i’m already knowin’
twin said “dg, don’t shoot, you might just crash,” but f+ck it, i’m already blowin’
fresh out my sleep, i might just see an opp, he died ten in the morning (uh)
i don’t care if they came out today, gon’ drill inside these jordans
that opp n+gga made a diss soon as he got out, his ass is not important
his ass can’t rap, he might as well write a book and tell them fake+ass stories
ain’t with that groupie sh+t, you gotta go if your ass keep d+mn recordin’
[chorus: l5]
why these p+ssy n+ggas playin’ like we don’t ride ’round with switches?
hitman, i got glock in hand, i catch my opp close+up, no missin’
i kicked my partner out the spot, he ain’t tryna slide, that n+gga trippin’
and, yeah, i’m locked in with lil dj, he gon’ step, he never b+tchin’
i want j+money gone, drop a dub, that n+gga dissin’
ayy, f+ck them boys he be postin’, know they rollin’ in them ditches
i threw a box on my glock, ever since, the b+tch be glitchin’
i told lil 05 that we rich, when he come home, he gotta listen (free 05)
freak b+tch suck me to the bone, don’t need no condom, she gon’ rip it (you know that)
ar5 a real thug, don’t do karate, but he kickin’ (n+gga)
i just threw back addy+30, b+tch, it feel like i’m flippin’ (n+gga)
bend it over, f+ck a perky, b+tch, i bet i still k!ll it

- l5 rapper lyrics

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