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Stranger - Lloyd Banks
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)
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
(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)
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
(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)