[Intro: Future & Young Scooter]
My hood they callin’ me El Chapo
It raining bricks in my hood nigga
I keep that dog food like I’m Ralo
Young Ralo, Young Ralo, Young Ralo
Thunderstorm, brick thunderstorm
Thunderstorm, brick thunderstorm
Thunderstorm, brick thunderstorm
Thunderstorm, brick thunderstorm
[Chorus: Young Scooter]
It’s raining bricks, yeah it’s raining bricks
It’s raining bricks, yeah it’s raining bricks
Thunderstorm, brick thunderstorm
Thunderstorm, brick thunderstorm
Thunderstorm, brick thunderstorm
Thunderstorm, brick thunderstorm
Thunderstorm, brick thunderstorm
Thunderstorm, brick thunderstorm
[Verse 1: Ralo]
They keep that dog food like they [?], me
They wasn’t talkin’ ‘bout the dog until they knew me
They gonna make them an album ‘bout me
Niggas’ll probably go platinum ‘bout me
You can go tell them to ask about me
I got some niggas that blast about me
I get them bricks off the boat
I get them bricks for the low
My niggas never [?]
We just buck down the P.O
My favorite weather is snow
My favorite drink is a Coke
I got that thing in my coat
I got my thing in her throat
I hope that baby don’t choke
Tell ‘em I’m never gon’ change
I got them bricks in the rain
Hundred thousand dollar chain
Nigga I paid for the fame
I do my thing, I do my thing, I do my thing, yeah
All them bitches tried to play me but I still remain a player
My hood they callin’ me El Chapo
It raining bricks in my hood nigga
I keep that dog food like I’m Ralo
Young Ralo, Young Ralo, Young Ralo
Thunderstorm, brick thunderstorm
Thunderstorm, brick thunderstorm
Thunderstorm, brick thunderstorm
Thunderstorm, brick thunderstorm
[Chorus: Young Scooter]
It’s raining bricks, yeah it’s raining bricks
It’s raining bricks, yeah it’s raining bricks
Thunderstorm, brick thunderstorm
Thunderstorm, brick thunderstorm
Thunderstorm, brick thunderstorm
Thunderstorm, brick thunderstorm
Thunderstorm, brick thunderstorm
Thunderstorm, brick thunderstorm
[Verse 1: Ralo]
They keep that dog food like they [?], me
They wasn’t talkin’ ‘bout the dog until they knew me
They gonna make them an album ‘bout me
Niggas’ll probably go platinum ‘bout me
You can go tell them to ask about me
I got some niggas that blast about me
I get them bricks off the boat
I get them bricks for the low
My niggas never [?]
We just buck down the P.O
My favorite weather is snow
My favorite drink is a Coke
I got that thing in my coat
I got my thing in her throat
I hope that baby don’t choke
Tell ‘em I’m never gon’ change
I got them bricks in the rain
Hundred thousand dollar chain
Nigga I paid for the fame
I do my thing, I do my thing, I do my thing, yeah
All them bitches tried to play me but I still remain a player
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