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g2 roxkout – stranger كلمات اغاني

[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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