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lirik lagu stranger – g2 roxkout

[chorus]
i told that hoe stop f*cking with me, we should’ve stayed strangers
b*tch i’m the type to up my pole and keep my bae from danger
and i be cheating b*tch i know you think that i’m a player, i’m sorry bae i broke your heart i think i did a favor
and they like g9 what’s your type? i like all kind of flavors
sliding through they block hear christian music know it’s time for prayer
bro up that chop i swing that switch they thought they heard a [?]
i slapped a fifty on my glock this hoe gon’ tote the wagon

[verse 1:]
i put a c4 on his door that b*tch go boom
catch him walking out the crib i swear to god he know he doomed
man f*ck the glock pick up a h*llcat i’m hear that b*tch [?]
i catch him loafing on his block, i hit him up turn to a prune (aye)
i put that n*gga on a t.v ian talking cartoons, b*tch you can catch on my block with the glock looking at the moon
i caught that n*gga loafing, they like d*mn why you leave us so soon?
(they like d*mn why you leave us so soon)
n*ggas cap as f*ck i swing the switch and let it ride
ugly b*tch in my dm i swear that i can’t drop my pride
i’m the type to f*ck that n*gga b*tch and then go steal his bride
i catch a opp and spank his ass and then go do a stride (stride)
i told lil bro to grab them chops and grab them pins its time to slide
creep through they block so f*cking smooth they ain’t even know they ass had died
if you need gas come tap in with the guys if you wanna get fried
we ran off with his bread his ass went home and this his ass had cried (wah wah wah)
[verse 2:]
you said you was different but you still act the same
you catch that b*tch doing some hoe sh*t swear her ass won’t take the blame
she’ll bring up sh*t that you did months ago i swear that sh*t is lame (swear that sh*t is lame)
i swing that glee these n*ggas know that i got aim (fa fa)
i’m tryna make that n*gga momma cry and put him on a frame (uh)
be rapping for the gang don’t give f*ck bout’ the fame (f*ck the fame)
whenever i start hittin’ from deep i’m gone score just like i’m dame (just like i’m lillard)
this big ass glock gone f*ck him up told the bros lets go on a drill
i’m tryna spin with fully chops cause n*ggas know that i got sk!ll
hundred shots up in the v light they whole hood like l e d
we light they hood like fireworks tryna send some to g o d

[outro:]
put bta and left his body in a cabin, all them bullets f*ck him up now his ass gone speak latin
i’m on this b*tch i came through trim but i know rapping ain’t my passion
machete sliced that n*gga up and turned his ass right to a fraction
big bro be sliding srt you know he turning off the traction
a thousand ways to die don’t think with d*ck, don’t fall for the distraction
we slide with fully glocks and chops you might just get hit with a cannon
let choppa f*ck him, cut off his parts and throw him off a canyon (canyon)

- g2 roxkout

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