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Storm

Jacka

killer on the roll nigga(rise ont the storm)

nigga watch out nigga it's j.a nigga

u know what spent my life on this beat

live my life on the street

got the thungs on my team

keep the strap in my reach

and i'm lovin the lean but don't fuck wit the peach

out the mo hit the sto 60 box and the sweets

yea i'm fully aware even if i look sleep

i really mean this shit you squares wanna be me

but you niggas is weak and you scared to get dough

i done did roll of trips with 60 bricks and that blow

gangstas bow for me but i kill fo yo nigg

cause keep it real as fuck is all i did

thas all i know smoke earyday

100 in my chop cause we don't play

na we jus kill nigga were i stay

nigga were i live hit a bank by f.a's

this the feed i get got beef wit the j

shoot my gun at cha crip and do it thou up the block

neva stop for the pigs das how we rock

(rise on the storm)

cormega

I'm from the city that big rep wit cold drought

got niggas cryin like izaiah on nicks bench

a close mouth don't get fed a real man

well he was mouth close even wit the feds

neva sleep you get enough rest when you dead

fuck a dream what you need is good connect

if this pure compress you've been blessed

and all the worlds less complainin more to streatch

there all niggas aint born we rare

i'd rather be love then fare

im smooth till i'm on the edge

i don't move unprepared what part you aint undastand(rise on the storm)

fuck around lay around while i over stand

the road to redemption im on a chosen path

to greatness ain't nothin gonna hold me back

niggas know where my zone is at

i spit it how i live it this is cocian rap uh

(rise on the storm)

yea nigga jack

hustlin in the rain wit my niggas pushin game

push my thang to my ridge nigga you know what this is

fuck the drought i'm the jack

gimme all the shit im goin in

lets get in i'll kill again to feed my kids

i gives a shit about a bitch up in the yay

east bay gangsta like that s p i c e rock wit me

and you can need to walk around wit my heat

but im cooler than a stower phone cup full of lean

if you know us you should don't betta scream muthafucka

crown 4 4 wit the beam on the rubba

live a niggas dream but a nigga had to suffa

riden through the storm my own to recover(rise on the storm)

(rise on the storm)

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Lyrics submitted by shanelle.

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