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russ millions - tribute lyrics

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i love mr wot entertainment

[hook: russ]
i was in the [?] with a shh
you was in your bedroom tossin’ (ughh)
shotty lookin’ oh so long
comin’ like showkey’s coffin (bludclart)
it’s not 814 you mean r.i.p
’cause your friends keep droppin’ (dead up, dead up)
talk light on the net
buck ’em live in the flesh
like “yo what’s poppin” (wagwan)

[verse 1: maj]
don’t talk about yb
you get cheffed in your chest if you try me
couldn’t give two f+cks
if you f+ck boys out ‘ere like me (gems)
you do dirt unlikely
i do dirt dog that’s on yb (n+ggas know)
n+ggas do diss track then touch road
then a n+gga just die g (aye aye aye)
twin barrel ting lookin’ down that
like that ting there look siamese (yeah)
big bruck back ting lookin’ all f+cked up
like i beg a n+gga try me (try me)
‘cah that’s two shots in a dotts
and two shots if i come and i fly ‘deez (bow)
that’s evert’ing f+cked up
got mums runnin’ round like [?]

[hook: russ]
i was in the [?] with a shh
you was in your bedroom tossin’ (ughh)
shotty lookin’ oh so long
comin’ like showkey’s coffin (bludclart)
it’s not 814 you mean r.i.p
’cause your friends keep droppin’ (dead up, splash)
talk light on the net
buck ’em live in the flesh
like “yo what’s poppin” (wagwan)

[verse 2: sp]
don’t wanna hear r.i.p
tell a man shutup (shutup)
i don’t leave my [?] in the back
my bro’s then he ain’t my brother (then he ain’t my brother)
no peace for you loved ones
bro still shares a bed with his mother (same [?])
ym he’s a sucker (patty)
guns go “blucka”
i bet you’re smokin’ on yb
man’s smokin’ on miley (miley)
i bet you’re smokin’ on yb
man’s smokin’ on miley
and that sh+t get me high as f+ck
can’t you see that i lean (i lean)
and you n+ggas ain’t like (not like me)
[?] for my jeans
if i buck my man
imma dip him down
n+gga till his life leaves
(splash)

[hook: russ]
i was in the [?] with a shh
you was in your bedroom tossin’ (ughh)
shotty lookin’ oh so long
comin’ like showkey’s coffin (bludclart)
it’s not 814 you mean r.i.p
’cause your friends keep droppin’ (dead up, dead up)
talk light on the net
buck ’em live in the flesh
like “yo what’s poppin” (wagwan)



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