Местный, Darom Dabro - Москва - Самара
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I sat on the courts in the dirtiest yards
With the thought that we definitely have to
Push away from the bottom and fly
After all, my brother and I have a couple of ideas
Eagerly wrote his desks for peace
While others played with b
But I knew that time would come
If gambling, we play in the account
We roll in business on black glasses
O-O boys sat down in Sudla
Build routes from the Resty to Restik
Everywhere at home, the brother is local

We left the mud, not so long ago
Bracelet on the wrists for each his own
Do not lie, that money, you don't care
That this is not happiness, this is not the happiness
We left the mud, not so long ago
Bracelet on the wrists for each his own
Do not lie, that money, you don't care
That this is not happiness, this is not the happiness
Twenty -second, Moscow, arrived
Does not believe in tears, but believes in profit
And I looked at the windows from the district
I dreamed young, but now I will pass by
And it was flourished by the shore
When the little on the bike wanted the wheels Gelik
And mom from two works home and a quiet hysteria
This is Russia a brother, not America
For a long time, money is more important here
If not money, then only their number
And I step on my steps
Monsieur Moscow, gentlemen Majesty
My Fatherland is my Samara
This is Togliatti, I am from the hydraulic
My house 15, Tamara store
And every day is almost critical
We left the mud, not so long ago
Bracelet on the wrists for each his own
Do not lie, that money, you don't care
That this is not happiness, this is not the happiness
We left the mud, not so long ago
Bracelet on the wrists for each his own
Do not lie, that money, you don't care
That this is not happiness, this is not the happiness