Хлеб - Рэп, Цепи
текст песни

EP, chains, fur coats, champaine,
In the club rest, 50cent.
My tusa is near, all black,
Who did not let the housinist.

Girls know the star, Okay,
Make ass, shake shake.
Pop pop a lot, her.
Call me Popolyoner.

I go around the club and see her
Someone lost one hundred rubles.
I raised one hundred rubles, raised one hundred rubles
And now I have a hundred rubles.

Actually everything is awesome
We will read Rap and Yo-Yo.
Girls are lit up,
And they also cocked them.

Ka-ka
All ka-ka
At least once in life,
But they are ka-ka.

All ka-ka
They are ka-ka.
Although there is a plug in there,
But they are ka-ka.

Bread!
This is Twerk Bi * ch.

Rap, chains, fur coats, porsch,
"I live in a kayf" - Max Korzh.
I want to eat, baby come on,
Time to cook, Walter White.

So much bull, I am a baker.
No words ...
Do not tear the eye, hypnosis.
This is not a pop, Kashpirovsky.

I do not drink much so as not to bexicate,
My leg scratched, grapes dared.
Cap shot, foreheaded,
The forehead cooled and I dressed the cap.

Yo-yo-yo-ya.
Rapper be cool, yes.
A lot of pop with you always
The main thing is not to think ever that they are all.

Ka-ka
They are ka-ka.
At least once in life,
But they are ka-ka.

All ka-ka
They are ka-ka.
Although there is a plug in there,
But they are ka-ka.

Ka-ka
They are ka-ka.
At least once in life,
But they are ka-ka.

All ka-ka
They are ka-ka.
Although there is a plug in there,
But they are ka-ka.