Russia came in the club deep. They were all bouncing to Lil Jon’s “Bia Bia”, pushing nikkas out the way, grabbing random hoes on the ass, knocking nikkas drinks out they hand.
They stepped on Ukraine’s white on white ones. punched one in the face, and tried to snatch chains and run pockets.
The rest of Ukraine came out the bathroom like “NOT MY nikka, SHAWTY!”, swinging on everything, making all the real nikka fight sound effects like: “yughhhhh! nikka, YAM! YAHKAP!…fukkASSnikka! YEAHHH *pap pap…pap pap* fukknikkafukknikka!”
Russia ran out the club threatening to pop the trunk. Ukraine came outside like “fukk the other side!”
Russia started to air the club out with 2 rusty hi-points and an SW40 ve, but the US had already got the call to bring choppers to the club, plus the lil blickies the Ukrainians hid in they girls purses and bras.
The police ain’t coming and sports bar been hot ever since.
Russia shot up somebody momma house and now other Russians can’t even come outside anymore because Ukraine lit the school bus up, the park, the corner store. It’s fist, feet, and bullets every time they get spotted. Funerals, music videos, and pool parties getting shot up. mommas and baby mommas getting fukked on.
Russia getting YFN Lucci’d up everytime they drop a song.
Eastern Ukraine is Atlanta’s body tap/club bounce parking lot in 1998-2003.