Баста и Гуф - Китай
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Guf:
And where the next time he will throw, I don't know
But sometimes I am shocking such excursions.
Welcome to the country of Cape and Bamboo,
Yellow people, specific cuisine and squeaky sounds.
They eat everything that moves here
And everything that does not move, they move and eat.
And then don't say that you were not warned
This is a special report from China for Basa.
The sounds of a pioneer horn come from somewhere,
So back is very soon.
Paul sixth exactly. Early? Yes no, normal
We have to go to training in Taijite
Strange, but will understand those who know it
In China, you can learn a lot about Jack Chan.
In this regard, this guy is generally in order
Not only on the big screen, also on the stage.
Just yesterday they waved their feet with Chris Taker
And in the finale, an evil uncle was again removed,
Today in Shanghai, he performs the Pop of the Faller,
He is begged to leave the autograph on the poster.
Very small Chinese and Chinese,
Many of whom are with their mothers and dads
And everything around is happy, and Jackie, and these guys,
And the states of the states with their show women.
And I don't care what you are there, with sticks or swords
I myself do not badly rummage in ***
Both I and all my brothers and my uncle
From birth we are in the Chinese triad.

I don't scare you, but warn you
I lived in China for a very long time
Tiananman Square keeps my tracks
And at home lies a brick from the Chinese wall

Basta:
Moscow, Beijing, Malindau street
We have Ulyanov-Lenin, here Pope Mao.
Russian rubles, Chinese yuani,
But like us, Green Franklin is easily walking.
Oh, these positive Chinese
All the time on a smile, bow low,
But it is important that the road does not lead to slums,
It’s easy to go missing here, still!
There is marijuana of the right variety
And the stadiums in which executions are in sport.
Grandpa and grandmothers are engaged in qigong
Spears, swords, Bagoa, Vichun.
They build at an incredible speed
Beijing skyscrapers are more abruptly of those New York.
Strange cars are cut along the roads,
Like a Merce, like Beha, but they are called differently.
And you know, brother, this does not soar at all,
In the world there are concepts of copyright, but not in China.
Here they read rappy, I know a couple of MC,
There was a battle, a Chinese dragon, against Vasya Rams.
On the advertising shields, Uncle Jet Lee,
Advertising the costumes of the Jet Lee brand
On the screens films with the participation of Jet Lee,
Which the director Jet Lee removes.
I am sitting in the south, the city of Ushani, Madame Li Runes the ears,
What inspires us about the spring crop
One jin is somewhere half a kilogram
Tea drunkards, traditions to bargain
I speak more clearly, naturally on my fingers.
For 3000 yuan 10 Jinney
This is almost for nothing, cheaper than in Beijing,
There are representatives of the ancient profession here,
Cute on Face, but in Russia more interesting.
They are roofed by guys from the triad
And these guys, to be honest, were not very happy for us.
Soviet flags, Buddhist monks,
A strange hack from which the fuck is turning.
At first glance, life for an ordinary Chinese is not sugar
A plate of rice and a fairy tale about bright tomorrow.
Here you can easily get by with three words:
Puyao, Sissa, Nihao.
Here, instead of a roof, the sky is like an earth of spirit
Tiananman and the Great Wall are waiting for Guf.

I don't scare you, but warn you
I lived in China for a very long time.
Tiananmen Square keeps my tracks,
At home lies a brick from the Chinese wall.

At the Chinese wall, the final excursion,
Count, Beijing - Moscow - Center in the course.
And such routes are unrealistically rod us,
Basta and Guf - only True.