Intro yeah storm Ridaz yeah yeah storms writers
O huh storm ridaz storm writers storms Ridaz
That’s right baby hardtimes in the hood but we understood..

I’m from a city where we dream lavish surrounded by the savage
Criminals & drug fanatics thugs and crack attics twisted off that blue magic so many lay in casket’s
Victim of the plastic ratchet a systems filled bastard tragedies & bad habits I stay away from maggots
rolling up that purple raddish some leafy green cabbage team way above average connection out in
Paris
Do what I do never do what I should
It’s been a minute but they know my name of good understand that I’m good I keep a meal on my plate
murder fluctuate he bleed as clutch at the gate another legend in the ghetto gunfire rebel running wild
with metal certified devil
Life is blessing and dying is a growing level
I rise to the top broke the locks off the vessel
Known as the young Sunzini sage in back of the black Lamborghini

CHORUS
Storm ridaz
Yeah we rain thru fall
Storm ridaz
In the mist of the brawl
Storm ridaz
Hold together like brick walls
Brick walls been thru it all


Nigga my name is important
Just check what I’m sporting
White T gray jewelry and the Carolina Jordan’s
Doe flipping gat griping triple beam scale tipping
My blood niggas dogging my crip nigga crippin
My pimp niggas pimpin I’m certified hustler
Nigga try play with paper I’m busy ya
No arm no leg put a bullet in your head turn you to vegetable nigga if you ain’t dead boy boy let me let
me catch you slipping best believe I’m feast I’m beast make your ass Rest in peace L.A.D rocking with
real nigga P CUB AMG we embassy


And that’s real from the hood to the yacht
La & Sunzini keep cash in the pot

CHORUS
Storm ridaz
Yeah we rain thru fall
Storm ridaz
In the mist of the brawl
Storm ridaz
Hold together like brick walls
Brick walls been thru it all

Survive this cold world of many lesson
Praising my blessing hood stepping automatic weapons Extra protection the heat is on
About to be plenty shit in the fan the election of the black man taking stand the question at hand will he
be around to live out the plan death threat
From the skinheads and the klu klux klan
Talking about killing this man from TV’s
the news stand devil it’s not amusing mad because you losing and we ran thru world war settled yours
scores bled for land blood in the sand give me hand change in demand plus I keep some change on my
pocket ain’t no running up on sunn that like facing a rocket the trees stay bent like joint popping like
sockets on point daggers sharp with art eyes on topics Gucci frames on the optic cash money deposits
sunny about profit haters they can’t stop it!

CHORUS
Storm ridaz
Yeah we rain thru fall
Storm ridaz
In the mist of the brawl
Storm ridaz
Hold together like brick walls
Brick walls been thru it all