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Choppa from Russia - Quezz Ruthless
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Choppa from Russia Quezz Ruthless

Choppa from Russia - Quezz Ruthless
[Intro]
Mm
Whole lot of gang shit
Brand new chopper came from Russia (Ka-ching)
Yeah, uh, uh, chopper [?] came from Russia
Uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, yeah
Brand new chopper came from Russia
Uh, yeah, yeah, mm, uh, uh

[Chorus]
Brand new chopper came from Russia, uh
This bitch way too big, can't even backpack it, can't tuck it, uh
Ain't talkin' 'bout juckin', you get shot for all that buckin', uh
Can't go for that muggin', face shot shit, now he look ugly, uh
We couldn't find his whereabouts so went got his cousin, yep
Uh, niggas can't even repeat what they said
Go to war with whoever 'cause I don't give a fuck, bitch, I sleep with this stick by the bed
Smokin' on dead niggas way too much, shit startin' to fuck with my head
Willin' to takе me a risk, can't stop this whip if we do go fed, uh

[Verse]
Niggas can't catch no bodiеs for real, all they do is just talk, uh
I know a nigga who killin' for real, he'll kill somethin' in the mall, uh
Hell nah, he don't even need no pill, he just don't got no thoughts, uh
And he gon' do it out the love in the strand, I ain't even gotta play the calls, uh
Put this shit on me, mix the Bape with Supreme, remember we was shoppin' at Ross, uh
Told mama I'd never ever be worker, look at me now, I'm a boss
Bitch, I'm ballin' like Penny, they hatin' on Whitney, look at me, I got the sauce, uh
I took a L up in private, ballin' too hard, I don't care about a loss
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