Friday, November 21, 2014

get your peeps and meet us in the exit, load those weapons cause this fuckin' shit can get hectic

lyrics for days you've been warned
call me thunder, the first one out the storm
now it's on, throats get cut like lawns
my nigga O strong packs the .38 long
skinny nigga, fuck the muscle i don't tussle
glock the d-o-g, and let him bust on you

O.G.C. - Da Storm


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