Stranger Lyrics - Rotten Apple - Lloyd Banks

(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) 

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(Verse 1) 

Uh! Yeah don't fall for a big butt and a smile 

They set ya up you f**k 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 

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(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)