Руслан Басалаев - гоп-стоп
текст песни

What is happening with our nation?
Some freaks go, bent fingers
make it unclear to
Although their empty fuffles themselves

such bastards are full of country
Not all dirt in the country washed war
You walk down the street, they are waiting around the corner
not twenty the first century and some kind of madhouse

Gopnik, cattle and all sorts of quail
flooded Russia ... Eh ... very sorry
I am ashamed to even live among such
and this song is just about them

they are usually short cut
Sometimes, it happens like a cow is lying
Dress up they are usually on the market
cheap jacket, sports and boots

There is no tasteless
and still consume a lot of alcohol
On the fingers of the seal, on the hands of bracelets
in pockets or seeds or cigarettes

ropes are usually very predictable
morons, also think that smart
Favorite phrase: "Who are you?"
And for what purpose are you interested in? Probably blue ...

they are especially like hairy
Iroquois, Chelie, and just shaggy
something very much to guys pull them
Love probably not enough ...

rops that females that males
There is no big difference between them
words-alone mats, cigarettes, bum
not a girl fuck and some kind of schmuck

GOP stop,
We approached the corner.
GOP stop,
You took a lot on yourself,
Now pay late,
Look at the stars
Look at this sky
Look, fucking, tolder,
Look at this sea -
See this all for the last time.
Favorite themes: Cars and fights
Football, tits and female assholes
Take your mobile phone
The best of this is of course in it.

Muzzle usually have brick
With such a rye, probably everything is not necessary!
Gait rotume like a monkey
They probably love bananas too

Many of them call themselves "cattle"
Stupid concept, but it is immediately visible
Forces a lot, yes no brains
A lot of empty and cheap ponts

Look at you as if hungry
Here is the poor, sounded unfamiliar
Sausage in the go they do not listen
They are morons, they listen to her!

Do not like to think because nothing
Activity usually occurs in the evening
Hang out in the stairwell or on the disco
Here are such gopniks fun

Devoid of morality and feelings
For them, everything is simple, the world is empty
Choose, but remember one thing:
You will be like this - you will be

Scary sometimes go outside
After all, their crowds at every step hang out
Contact them - it's sour
It makes no sense to talk with a tree

It is better to stand out among the gray crowd
Be something bright watch from the height
Whether you are even punk, even emo, even though goth
And if you are a gopnik, then you're just a freak