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

there was
Had him a gun in the bag with his books and took it to class and he'd
Whoo, suddenly he was the man, everyone knew he was 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 wish I'da been
And one day, the po'-po' was on him, he couldn't escape even he was quick
They offered a deal, but just like a thug, he was what he was, he no snitch
He to jail, did all of his time, back in the Cleveland, this time with a dream
He started a group called Bone and wanted all of us on his team
my nigga