Капа - ШАЙКА-ДО feat. Шайн
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12:10 ТЕКСТ ПЕСНИ КАПА И КАРТЕЛЬ - ШАЙКА-ДО (FEAT. ШАЙН)
К-к, а-а, п, а-а
К, а-а, п, а-а
Это К-А-П-А.
Шайка-До, стиль проверенный старый,
Как Мортал Комбат, Мотаро - я заряжаю налом удары.
Корсары с Казани татары из Чебоксары, гусары
Ждут из Самары базаром рэпа затарены фуры.
Потушены фары, мы выжигаем гитары.
Кругом пожары, Жигулёвские дюны.
К бару грядём сквозь струны своей гитары.
Не избежать тебе кары, мы просто ловим угары.
Разбиты на пары, идут набеги на бары, бухаем,
Потом на хаты-хибары.
За бурогозы на нары в позы построены шмары.
После того остаётся бутылок полная тара, сын.
Это только начало лишь, братиш
К-к, а-а, п, а-а.
К, а-а, п, а-а.
Это К-А-П.
Далее хули, я ломанул в клубец.
Меня зовут Капа, а для друзей просто Капец.
Я же по рэпу спец, голос сорвал пиздец.
Вот, почти под конец, с планом пришёл гонец.
Я папиросы лечу, (парики) колочу.
Залечу и прямо из клуба мчу.
Моторы полыхают огнями, мы с пацанами
Проезжаем дворами - наши места по программе.
Палимся все глазами, палимся сушняками,
Красными глазами, дикими сушняками.
Я пью коньяк и жую шоколад.
Мы тормознули, сдали немного назад.
В ряд суки стоят, улыбаясь дежурно.
Их осветил фонарь, выглядят, вроде, не дурно.
Я выхожу из мотора, сразу на мягких лыжах.
Дальше по тихой развод, знаешь ты этих бесстыжих.
Чё мне нужно от них? Глупый вопрос, братиша. Базаришь.
Это Шайн МС Слышь?
Пульс в ушах стучит, пол Китая торчит
Шайка, байка, где хотит звучит
На темы песен, бывало, не мало хуй забивала
Потом уродов кидала, типа не надо нам кала шакала
Завоевала, чё хотела, два жала
По любэ, бывала повсюду, где рука наливала
Где душа хапанула дуло, нога тусанула
Там, только там, всю лавуху продула
Забила хуй, наши мечи горячи, чё не лечи
Жар уже, как в печи
Коньяка полон бокал, в зале растёт накал
Шайка до конца, даже не спорь, нахал
Всегда по теме словами в самую темень кидали
Попали, были, на этом уже собаку съели
Кто бы Шайку не знал, опору не дал
Реально хочу, чтоб мир головами качал
12:10 Lyrics of the Kapa and Cartel - gang -do (Feat. Shain)
K-k, aa, p, aaa
K, aa, p, aaa
This is k-a-p-a.
Gang-do, the style is proven old,
Like Mortal Combat, Motaro - I am charging in the hollow.
Corsair from Kazan Tatars from Cheboksary, Hussars
Furura are waited from Samara by a bazaar of rap.
The headlights are extinguished, we burn guitars.
Around fires, Zhigulevsky dunes.
To the barrel of the ridge through the strings of his guitar.
You can’t avoid punishment, we just catch the fuckers.
Steamed by pairs, raids on bars, loaf,
Then on the huts hibara.
Shmaras are built for burgoses on the bunks in the poses.
After that there remains the bottle full of containers, son.
This is only the beginning only, brother
K-k, aa, p, aa.
K, aa, p, aa.
This is k-a-p.
Further blasphemy, I broke into the club.
My name is kapa, and for friends just kapets.
I am special for the rap, my voice tore off the fucked -up.
Here, almost at the end, a messenger came with the plan.
I am flying cigarettes, (wigs) chip.
I will heal and directly from the Club of the MCH.
Motors blazing lights, we and we and I
We pass the yards - our places according to the program.
We are shooting all our eyes, we will shoot with dryers,
Red eyes, wild dryers.
I drink cognac and chewing chocolate.
We slowed down, handed it back a little.
Bitches stand in a row, smiling on duty.
They were lit by the lantern, they look, it seems, not bad.
I leave the motor, immediately on soft skis.
Further on a quiet divorce, you know these shameless.
What do I need from them? Stupid question, brother. Bazal.
Is this Shain MS hear?
Pulse in the ears knocks, half of China sticks out
Gang, bike where it wants
On the topics of the songs, it used to be a lot of dick scored
Then I threw freaks, like we don’t need to be feces jackal
I won, what I wanted, two sting
In Lube, I was everywhere where the hand poured
Where the soul hugged the barrel, the leg was dumbfounded
There, only there, it blew all the lavuhu
Scored dick, our swords are hot, why do not treat
The heat is already like in a stove
Cognac is full of glass, intensity grows in the hall
The gang to the end, don't even argue,
Always on the topic words in the very dark
They got, were, they already ate a dog on this
Who would not know the gang, did not give support
I really want the world to swing your heads
K-k, aa, p, aaa
K, aa, p, aaa
This is k-a-p-a.
Gang-do, the style is proven old,
Like Mortal Combat, Motaro - I am charging in the hollow.
Corsair from Kazan Tatars from Cheboksary, Hussars
Furura are waited from Samara by a bazaar of rap.
The headlights are extinguished, we burn guitars.
Around fires, Zhigulevsky dunes.
To the barrel of the ridge through the strings of his guitar.
You can’t avoid punishment, we just catch the fuckers.
Steamed by pairs, raids on bars, loaf,
Then on the huts hibara.
Shmaras are built for burgoses on the bunks in the poses.
After that there remains the bottle full of containers, son.
This is only the beginning only, brother
K-k, aa, p, aa.
K, aa, p, aa.
This is k-a-p.
Further blasphemy, I broke into the club.
My name is kapa, and for friends just kapets.
I am special for the rap, my voice tore off the fucked -up.
Here, almost at the end, a messenger came with the plan.
I am flying cigarettes, (wigs) chip.
I will heal and directly from the Club of the MCH.
Motors blazing lights, we and we and I
We pass the yards - our places according to the program.
We are shooting all our eyes, we will shoot with dryers,
Red eyes, wild dryers.
I drink cognac and chewing chocolate.
We slowed down, handed it back a little.
Bitches stand in a row, smiling on duty.
They were lit by the lantern, they look, it seems, not bad.
I leave the motor, immediately on soft skis.
Further on a quiet divorce, you know these shameless.
What do I need from them? Stupid question, brother. Bazal.
Is this Shain MS hear?
Pulse in the ears knocks, half of China sticks out
Gang, bike where it wants
On the topics of the songs, it used to be a lot of dick scored
Then I threw freaks, like we don’t need to be feces jackal
I won, what I wanted, two sting
In Lube, I was everywhere where the hand poured
Where the soul hugged the barrel, the leg was dumbfounded
There, only there, it blew all the lavuhu
Scored dick, our swords are hot, why do not treat
The heat is already like in a stove
Cognac is full of glass, intensity grows in the hall
The gang to the end, don't even argue,
Always on the topic words in the very dark
They got, were, they already ate a dog on this
Who would not know the gang, did not give support
I really want the world to swing your heads
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