Ак-47 - А вот так-то
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Yo, nigga, motherfucker, it's AK
AK like that, precise timing
Yo, nigga, motherfucker, it's AK
AK like that, precise timing
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I'm uncultured Vasya, I swear
I call myself a Russian machine gun
I visit without taking off my shoes
I'll pee in the elevator if I'm really in trouble
I like to film homeless people on my cell phone
Molded dogs and drunk people
I roll a joint faster than a seamstress
I hide it where the German shepherds couldn't find it
A bit of a musician, a bit of a dark talent
It's fraught with the fact that the old vatokat
There are two of us on earth, we are AK
Take care of this specimen of Ural rap
Wide your ears - I'll cover you like C4
Run to the bunkers, take your papers with you
We are Russian boys, the hubs are ours Bumps
We're fucking like that—the subs are breaking on the nines
I draw on blanks with a marker—
Bought it at Rospechat, not with a Parker pen
I'm a peasant from a working-class family
Under the influence of chemicals, I make music at night
I'm "Call Back," with pennies on my cell phone
I'm "Let Me Sting," with a growling tummy
I'm Adidas with three stripes
Kent 4 behind my ear, papier between my fingers
With toothpaste, with a dirty head
I can go to a class reunion
I'll light a firecracker in your ass
I'll smash rap to the state standard
I'll drive over your shoes with a dirty dump truck
I'm from Bereza, consider me dangerous
Receive my fax—alpha foxtrot
Ready to attack, now you'll be shaken
Your head will hurt from the caliber 7.62
We penetrate the ear more brazenly than a mosquito
I have a grenade, and my finger is in a ring
I'm a Russian Trojan on the C drive
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Yo, nigga, motherfucker, it's AK
AK like this, precision tact
Yo, nigga, motherfucker, it's AK
AK like this, precision tact
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"Where are you from?" - In case you ask me
"Where is this?" Experts, in the Sverdlovsk region
We'll get it here quickly: one, and we're on the air
If you have half a piece and at least two cigarettes
Danger, damn, AKs are jammed into the microphones
So far, everything's fine, the buffer isn't broken
Go on, burn and burn, breathe with chemicals
Don't worry, write "zhi-shi" with the letter "I"
These are the hardcore guys pushing their inflated ideas on you
The fierce Palych is heavily encrypted in the tracks
Be careful with the bazaar on the cotton-wool action
Is he getting into commercialism or is he actually normal? Bracho, bro, you got it right away.
We're somehow happier when the sheriff didn't figure it out.
Ural shit with doorway phrases.
We'll quickly put our enemies in check with unflattering words.
Background applause is more valuable than an Oscar.
Mineralka instead of the Golden Gramophone.
I didn't go to the set of the second "Dom" movie.
It wouldn't have been a disappointment if Alla Pugacheva had sung along.
Muscovite residents, for example, haven't seen me.
It's a shame MTV won't play my video.
And who cares, it won't diminish my pride for the AK.
On Channel One, after the "News" episode.
7.62 caliber to the Taliban's head.
We read about plastic, we'll see.
Maybe we'll start reading about how souls are torn apart.
How dudes kill themselves over women.
Meet, fall in love, then get married.
And what's in a divorce? You'll get it
God forbid you get so caught up in this stroller
You might start not understanding jokes
Horns will grow, you'll look like a bull
Shh, shh, listen carefully to the topic
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Yo, nigga, motherfucker, it's AK
AK like this, careful timing
Yo, nigga, motherfucker, it's AK
AK like this, careful timing