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tec – thru the storm lyrics

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[intro:]
pfctbc sh-t you know
still on that gang sh-t
sh-t had the whole f-cking city scared

[chorus:]
all night til when it get sunny
we gon’ sit outside with some sh-t hold a hunnid
when yo door swing open b-tch you gon’
see me dumpin’ i had to slump him
i put him under
at yo peep hole with a c4 n-gga
i’m bout to bomb sh-t
hanging out the window
rest in peace to gee money
and i really mean it
i ain’t say that to be funny
n-gga ratted on they self with a body on
his conscious

[verse 1:]
i’m in that ragedy so you know
i’m riding with that draco
me and lil dez stick together like chief keef
and tadoe
in a few weeks he’ll be free
shout out that boy fredo
our last conversation told me
“be patient watch the snakes and lay low”
five grand on yo head they take it off yo neck
back in the day i’ll come spinning on a bmx
them purple babies got the generation wanna step
at the end of the year they gon’ free lil kacie
and lil reagan next (it’s up)

[chorus:]
all night til when it get sunny
we gon’ sit outside with some sh-t hold a hunnid
when yo door swing open b-tch you gon’
see me dumpin’ i had to slump him
i put him under
at yo peep hole with a c4 n-gga
i’m bout to bomb sh-t
hanging out the window
rest in peace to gee money
and i really mean it
i ain’t say that to be funny
n-gga ratted on they self with a body on
his conscious

[verse 2:]
i set that n-gga up from plaquemine for
my dog coco
‘member that night i spent on junior it
was just me and loco
ever since the police took him from me
i been sliding solo
i hold that nation on my back i feel
like quasimodo
b-tch i’m huessin i do what
these other rappers don’t
they f-cking up the game
d-ckriding, idolizing punks
b-tch we got souls lotta bodies and you n-ggas
don’t so smoke ain’t what you n-ggas want
and i put that sh-t on unk

[chorus:]
all night til when it get sunny
we gon’ sit outside with some sh-t hold a hunnid
when yo door swing open b-tch you gon’
see me dumpin’ i had to slump him
i put him under
at yo peep hole with a c4 n-gga
i’m bout to bomb sh-t
hanging out the window
rest in peace to gee money
and i really mean it
i ain’t say that to be funny
n-gga ratted on they self with a body on
his conscious

[outro:]
real life sh-t ya heard me
clique tight sh-t n-gga
them purple babies finna be home
real soon yeah
yall n-ggas know whats happening
we the ones made n-ggas wan’ step
lou wop fair con b-tch
you know i’m the f-cking truth n-gga
and the truth can never die
so n-gga could steal me, k!ll me
i ain’t gon’ never die and if you
k!ll me b-tch you gon’ die on god
i swear to god we gon’ bomb gang sh-t
ha i ain’t playing neither
uh uh uh ah lotta desert eagle
uh uh uh ah and they gon’ tell them people
i know rattin’ -ss n-ggas



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