Bazalt
Bazalt is a weapons manufacturing company in Russia that took over or continued the production of weapons such as the RPG-7 after the collapse of the Soviet Union and today manufactures the RPG-7V2 and the RPG-29.
AO NPO Bazalt is included in the state corporation Rostec.
From the English page of the company website:
"The Federal State Unitary Enterprise "State Research and Production Enterprise "Bazalt" founded in 1938 as an independent organization is one of recognized world leaders in designing and developing all types of aircraft bombs, anti-tank and anti-saboteur marine grenade launcher complexes, mortar shells of all types and calibers and other kinds of ammunition.
According to foreign sources, the ammunition developed by FSUE "SRPE "Bazalt" is in service with the armed forces of over 80 countries of the world. Licences for production of 61 kinds of ammunition were transferred to 11 countries of the world.
During its time the community of the Enterprise created more than 700 models of ammunition which were used by the army. On April, 2003 "SRPE"Bazalt", according to the arrangement of President and the Committee of the Russian Federation in military-technical collaboration with foreign states, obtained a right to export military produce such as spare parts, aggregates and to lead works of technical maintenance and repair over the military production. Invite to work conjointly.
Podcasts:
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by T.I.
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by Rick Ross
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by Johnny Clegg
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by Die Höhner
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by Nasty Savage
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by Prodigal Sunn
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by Lady
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by Absoloot
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by Swizzle Tree
Bezzle
by: T.I.(feat. Eightball, MJG, Bun B)
[Intro]
Shawty saw the drop top like the bezzles in my watch [3X]
Like the bezzles in my watch like the bezzles in my watch
Shawty saw the drop top like the bezzles in my watch [3X]
Like the bezzles in my watch like the bezzles in my watch
Shawty saw the drop top like the bezzles in my watch [3X]
Like the bezzles in my watch like the bezzles in my watch
[T.I.]
I came up bumping Eazy-E, Cube, and Dre
(Scarface, OutKast what's happening niggaz) Eightball MJG UGK
They raised me like santa raised cee
I always made the money, money never made me
Break me what this bitch is you crazy
You seen with the freaks don't think she never paid me
Pimpin get a bitch, break a bitch, hit a bitch, shake a bitch
Spit game till I make this shit turn these tricks and get me rich
Lick his ass suck my dick bring me back my duckets quick
Who you think you fucking with
I'm serious about this pimpin shit
All the niggaz I kick it with looking for a richer bitch
Get this bitch to take this trick for pounds of weed bricks and shit
Broke bitch you can get yo shit
Before I get another bitch who could fit yo shit
My pimp too strong I ain't with yo shit
You gon make me split yo shit
Two things I ain't seen is this UFO's and bitch I can't get
If her eyes on the ride she'll ride shut the fuck......
[Chorus ad libs (T.I.)]
Shawty saw the drop top like the bezzles in my watch [3X]
Like the bezzles in my watch like the bezzles in my watch
Shawty saw the drop top like the bezzles in my watch [3X]
Like the bezzles in my watch like the bezzles in my watch
[MJG]
Whole mack load it up hard as fine blow it up
M-J-G I know you hoes and been exposed enough
I cross a tree over bag a bitch and i toast her up
and slam dunk some pimpin in her sister if she close enough
[Eightball]
Look right here
open up the door and let it crook in here
Grab the mic a watch these niggaz tuck there tail and look in fear
As I bust around with no shells inside in myself
Lyrics like a conseled weapon sending you bitches straight to hell
[MJG]
Burning up just like in waco texas
Heating up your neckless
Scorching up your afro the devil coming at your
Ass and he hollow pointed
for niggas who really want it
M-J- fucking G for pussy and titties only
[Eightball]
Them bitches love when they see pimping come up in it
24 inches under somethin smoking tinted
Hustle hard for keep it cause I love to spend it
Pimping love is when your style is when you love to hit it
[Chorus ad libs (T.I.)]
[Bun B]
I came a long way from a posta posta
Till I kosta nostra kept the toaster closer
than I'm supposed to well I poast ya procha
Ride like a roller coaster
Pistol whip you hold ya throat then choke you like a croacha croacha rocha
pull out a light and smoke you (damn)
Pull my coat off I blessed man just streesed man
Just still elementary just a glance couldn't learn it is hurting my chances
Pack pistols just to blast it (blast it)
I put it to second guessers I blast it it just to prove it (prove it)
Mother fuckers get a moving (moving)
I born into hustling I grew up tustlin
Gave my muscle in and got into meeting my frail but hell I put my trust in
My left and right hand grinding threw the night
And I keep my family right and see some paper like a white man
Balling in the ninth (and) we holding in the light (and) sippin on purple
sprite and you can call it what you like
I call what the fuck I feel play the courts that fucking peel
But we ain't sleeping till they free and pimping here that's the fucking drill