| 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?
|
| Am I right? |
| It's only true.
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| Why bazaar for something that you have never seen?
|
| Am I right? |
| It's only true.
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| It's only true. |
| It's only true. |