It used to be tough and fucked up as muddy
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In the evenings, he kept calling someone, climbed into a whore,
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Mutilated, and left it in the morning - it was bad.
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He fed pigeons, smoked, often went to Rudny.
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When it was very difficult, I got high spitting on weekdays,
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Arranged batches in those places where it is very crowded.
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Near the exchangers I sat counting for - minute
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How long it will take to rob, it will be difficult.
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He was a negative hero, he solved issues with the kid
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Half are tracing right now, half are driving roses.
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And seriously, it's very simple
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Drown in a swamp, attacks and overdoses.
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Then the wheels spin, I still have the same crosses
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I blurt out cigarettes with a glance at the window.
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Moderately tall in life, lowering his cap to his nose,
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Hood on my head - I don't look flashy.
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It's different now, and mom doesn't cry at night
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Worrying that I will again climb into the chacha.
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And the loshara's neighbor does not hide his gold,
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He will get used to the good quickly, the fucked-up summer resident.
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In the evening, party at the bracho, I'll fill up my car
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I'll come where it's hot to buy a planchik.
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We smoke tobacco with boys like a gentleman of luck
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I want to hit the jackpot and spend on a gun.
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Why bazaar for something that you have never seen?
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Am I right? |
It's only true.
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Why bazaar for something that you have never seen?
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Am I right? |
It's only true.
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Why bazaar for something that you have never seen?
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Am I right? |
It's only true.
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It's only true. |
It's only true.
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The one who shoots first laughs best
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I have a hard look and f***ing nerves of steel.
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Faithful to his idea, and they said that he was immeasurably impudent
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I speak the truth to my face.
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For this, they probably do not love, something is unchanged
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I won't blink my eyes and sit around.
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On the m **orsky zapadlo x * y excellent is laid,
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Arrogant - o *** wail gradually.
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Worthy boys are always in the same formation with me,
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To ** I build the weather for whom,
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I put bulls in a stall, without explaining where the hawk is, and where the swill
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Tomorrow night I will go out and arrange a massacre.
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Over the years, you realize that you want to live in peace
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Feel free to walk the streets, give caresses to slender heifers, look into their eyes,
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Ride in a wheelbarrow without fear, red fagots in masks.
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What is not done is done for the better,
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It won't get worse anyway, I constantly listen to people's opinions
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And I poke around in the souls of fucking, in order to help them
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After all, my fire is already extinguished.
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Why bazaar for something that you have never seen?
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Am I right? |
It's only true.
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Why bazaar for something that you have never seen?
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Am I right? |
It's only true.
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Why bazaar for something that you have never seen?
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Am I right? |
It's only true.
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It's only true. |
It's only true. |