Цепi - Тихое место
текст песни

The owners are not home, and we don't need it
Apartment number seven, empty clearing
Law and Order, Notorius is knocking down
My trump card is talent, I walk around with sleeves
Tired brooms, dead kicks
Metro line, we ride on "Dixie"
Fives like brothers, sing about eyelashes
I am the ambassador of these ghetto traditions
Moving gothic, trap and columns
Mom was looking for it, not a criminal
"Stop guys", borscht anyway
Don't touch with your hands, you're not in a catering establishment
Be careful yourself
Sativa is reaching out
Guys, be quiet
Because he's poor, he doesn't pay us
Wait, don't be Hachiko
Smell of a traitor
Even Meal
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