СТРОГИЙ, Skyth27 - Русский солдат
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One-two, one-two, artillery done!
Three hits on the enemy, pick up the pieces!
Two grenades on your chest, your death is already on its way.
See white, blue, red? Leave the battlefield.
One-two, one-two, artillery done!
Three hits on the enemy, pick up the pieces!
Two grenades on your chest, your death is already on the way
You see white, blue, red - leave the battlefield
Monk's new cotton
Leave the legless asshole
Russian soldier bent the West
At home, dad was chopping dill
Sprint, climb, somersault, somersault, run
Leap over corpses
That's how assault forces fly into the trenches
And now you've started praying, son
The machine gun is raining down, bullets kill without pain
Mavics are flying over the field
This is war, brother
This is neither prison nor freedom
The sniper makes a zero
A dream book was in his hand
Stonik traded for body armor
A prisoner and a epaulet are nearby
Kent takes the defensive midfielder
Hey, rooster, you're a dead man now
One-two, one-two, the artillery has done its job!
Three hits on the enemy, pick up the pieces! Two grenades on your chest, your death is already on the way.
See white, blue, red? Leave the battlefield.
One-two, one-two, artillery done its job!
Three hits on the enemy, pick up the pieces!
Two grenades on your chest, your death is already on the way
See white, blue, red - leave the battlefield
Sing, sing, dear AK
Bullet for the fool
Battle is a massacre - a river of blood
Birds, drones, artillery
Somewhere Baba Yaga is flying
She will give you sleepless nights
She will send someone to the clouds
But we will fight for now
Brother, the nights are dark
BK is full
Remember to have gunpowder
Drones alone are like the Clone Wars
We sit here in our holes
Dig holes like moles
Either they kill you, or you
We are on a first-name basis with death
But we will defeat everyone and kick their asses
Who will kick your ass?
That's right - a Russian soldier!
Checkmate the enemy?
That's right - a Russian soldier! Every bastard in the world will die.
A Russian soldier will kill them.
Take up your machine gun.
To send the enemy to hell!
One-two, one-two, the artillery has done its job!
Three hits on the enemy, pick up the pieces!
Two grenades on the chest, your death is already on the way.
See white, blue, red? Leave the battlefield.
One-two, one-two, the artillery has done its job!
Three hits on the enemy, pick up the pieces!
Two grenades on the chest, your death is already on the way.
See white, blue, red? Leave the battlefield.