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Correct Like A Russian Lyrics
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[Verse 1: Black Youngstah] Fuck nigga, I'm goin bust ya You goin squeal, nigga ain't tough AK 47, I'm clutchin Pull up on me, I'm bustin Fuck a nigga up like a russian Imma send a hundred killers like a russian I'm a young black nigga livin lugshery I just blew a hundred thousand on a Porsh I was movin bricks cross the border I was havin bricks in the toilit I was ridin coops with them fortchans I was toating big glocc 40s My uncle Fish told me to cut it Saw the feds pull with the ? I found myself in a little charge I was fuckin on my plug's daughter Told that fuck nigga wanna go to war Pussy nigga know I'm a real killer I send them killers like a russian I send your head to your mama My real niggas kill nothin And I got some real niggas killin for the money Tony Montana ? Shoot at young niggas, they comin What you know bout? What you know bout? Pussy nigga, you don't know nothin Fuck nigga, you ain't never crushed nothin What you know bout sellin them rocks on that counter What you know bout having shooters every summer What you know bout them low numbers Fuck nigga, you don't know nothin [Verse 2: Moneybag Yo] I got hundreds nigga, hundreds on a choppa That's a hundred on pationts, hundreds on doctors Got that handgun on my waist, but it shoot like a salt rifle ? been here before you ? I be with them niggas who fuck shit All they know is if you snitch, then shoot ? talk on the internet Kill a nigga, ain't catch a murder yet All the 5 talkin, you goin get hit My lil hitta, goin pop ya like a perkesit Know a young nigga get it off the ground Niggas saying they got them bricks and them pounds Imma call m, like I need some right now You get tired, Imma lay that ass down I ain't talkin bout no nut, baby, bust it quick She my lil gangsta bitch, and she thicker than Tessa Nicks It feel good to be black and livin lugshery Like I'm a cloud or something, you niggas look up to me Run up on me, I ain't boxing You goin take a couple shots ? I keep it loud, like the smoke in my gar Hot nigga, ridin with them choppas in that car
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