This is a song about "The russian empire"

We used to be like distant cousins, fightin, playin dozens

Rullette russian rappers and guns related they cousins,

If i don't diss another nigga you dont get that issue

I have empire that are ready to kill a few

And certain death for us ghetto bastardswhat can we do when we're arrested, but open fire

Or a fake like you out of the blue i'm throwing a mackaveli like you off the empire

Maharishi kicks and bape tee's i really do this

I'll grow an empire over your dismiss

Stand out here fight over quarterswhile i walked inside the diner

Nothing will overthrow this empire, theres your news headliner,

Cause his empire was on fire he will send to hell who desire, who will be punished by gods well

Snakes ain't got enough nuts to replace mesittin in this, livin hell, listenin to niggas yell

You niggas comedy, i'm laughing at you probably

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

I bring the heat like the

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