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текст песни

Today I am walking, I was kicked out of work
They didn’t give money - drink hunting
They threw, threw it, threw me with money.
Divorced for money and moved in the face
Pour - there is nothing to lose today
Tomorrow, however, there is nothing to lose again
I have no cent, you are golden lavash,
I will dance to you - you will give me vodka
Fight, fight - there will be a fight soon
The buzz will leave if you get drunk like a dog
I am a master kun fu, don't come to me
A large gun on my belt

Refrain (x2): Bike!
Baika!
Baika!
Tell the real bike a lads

You must definitely arrange a party,
I have not felt a cop club for a long time,
I go up to the stall with a beautiful gait
I step on my foot a huge bull
The arrow is clogged, the scheme has been worked out,
Here it is, here it is - on the spindle wound
Half a run, do not be late on the subway
Otherwise top-top, walk all night
The man simply wrote in the bushes
Found himself in the mentura - 3 nights on the clock
Things conceived purely and sincerely
Often end simply deplorable

Refrain (x2): Bike!
Baika!
Baika!
Tell the real bike a lads

Everything is fine, wait, man, stand
You are lucky that you are dealing with me now
If you don't, then you can live
If you don't, then you can even drink
The person approaches me and reaches out
I don't remember him, but I press my hand to a friend
When we lower our foreheads to the tables
We say: bricks are heavy
When we raise the forehead from the table
We say: it's time for rave
Walking to rave is already familiar
On a bench in front of a rave usually get drunk

Refrain (x2): Bike!
Baika!
Baika!
Tell the real bike a lads