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Through the the storms, my nigga will always be my nigga
Through the the storms...
Through the weather the storms, my nigga always be my nigga
Through the the storms...
Through the the storms...
My nigga will always be my
Through the the storms...
was a thug I knew in Cleveland, strugglin hard to survive
He wanted the things in life, whatever the streets could provide
Hooked up with the killers dealers started to grind and reside
Slept on the streets and stayed on the with a bottle of rocks and a nine
Gathered his homies, started a crew, stood on the in sloo
Way back in 1989 they wore flats in they shoes

there was
Had him a gun in the bag his books and took it to class and he'd shoot
Whoo, suddenly he was the man, everyone he was gettin that money
Brand new jewelry, him a car at 14, and everything lovely
Had him a stash, of upper class, cash in his pocket to spend
Had it so good, had it so hood, man I I'da been there
And one day, the po'-po' was on him, he couldn't escape even though he was
They offered a deal, but just like a thug, he was he was, he wasn't no snitch
He went to jail, did all of his time, back in the Cleveland, this with a dream
He started a called Bone Thugs and wanted all of us on his team
my nigga