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 Lloyd Banks Stranger Lyrics[Intro] Uh! I'm doin my thang (I'm doin my thang) G-Unit's my gang (G-Unit's my gang) Ma I gotta get mine (Ma I gotta get mine) All the day all the time (All the day all the time) Nigga you know how we roll (Nigga you know how we roll) Twenty three's twenty four's (Twenty three's twenty four's) I'm holdin my ground (I'm holdin my ground) In case somethin goes down (In case somethin goes down) [Verse 1] Uh! Yeah don't fall for a big butt and a smile They set ya up you fuck around have to buck in the crowd Around my way, ain't sunshine ev'ryday Niggas'll cross ya, you should hear the slang they say In a land of attitudes AK's and accidents Where niggas split blunts eight ways and pack the bitch Mama spit me out with a spindle and I been mackin since And I'm stubborn, so I don't lean back and flinch Your perpetratin, embarrasin the crooks Plus your frontin they only seen Paris in the books Whenever you leave the bricks watch the niggas you roll with Before you know it niggas be shootin up yo' shit The clubs a fashion show, so niggas go get And rev up all the broke niggas rockin they old shit Before the night is done they be another murder Put your money to the side for another burner [Chorus] (Stranger) Don't bring 'em 'round if I don't know 'em like that I feel like it's targets all over my back Because of these broads that's layin over my lap A nigga that young ain't 'sposed to live like that I just saw the dealer and I'm goin right back Stashin my guns cause I know they might rat I'm doin my thang (I'm doin my thang) G-Unit's my gang (G-Unit's my gang) [Verse 2] Uh! I'm frontin in my G62's the yellow and royal blues I'm better than all you dudes hot metal for all you fools The one that niggas admire many study all my moves And I'm focused, cause I'm a end up bloody if I snooze You a sucker for love, or maybe I'm a bit different If you ask me, is your baby mama's a pigeon? I just bought the mansion and ma dukes pop the ribbon And I'm out poppin Cris bitch I'll show you how I'm livin I keep havin them dreams bout niggas gettin the drop on me Lettin them things fly up and down the block for me True fear niggas don't feel ya they triflin But I adapt, cause I used to think just like 'em As soon as I hit the top I noticed the sudden change It's probably the Mazaradi, Ferrari, yeah the Range This is Southside street talk the hood slang And my product, a open your nose like good Caine [Chorus] (Stranger) Don't bring 'em 'round if I don't know 'em like that I feel like it's targets all over my back Because of these broads that's layin over my lap A nigga that young ain't 'sposed to live like that I just saw the dealer and I'm goin right back Stashin my guns cause I know they might rat I'm doin my thang (I'm doin my thang) G-Unit's my gang (G-Unit's my gang) Send "Stranger" Ringtone to your Mobile
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