Arashi Ni, Kipish, Will Real - СТЭРДАУН
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I want cache, big as a lobster
Did everything himself, my skil is my sponsor
Yes, I left my stone island
We draw to the stars from the outskirts to the poster
Schemes, controversy, nerves, problems
Fuck all the left I don't waste time
Moving with those who believed so devotedly
Slowly we are right up to the victorious
Without handicap at the start, but the first at the finish
Hey you will not take out all these turns
Don't even try to has on the image here
Easy money, but you will not raise it
You can't raise them, don't even think
I raise them without even thinking
You know, too, the same as you
But I'm doing what you did not think about
Don't pull my hand to me don't get time
What a fake are you stupid like a log
You sat on my tail and whine like a hyena
I see through I do not need an X -ray
I want a cache like a lobster
Everything is simple to pour Bosocas
How rock is old
Name on poster, Life Style Moskow
Demand for me yes? Bring me state sign

Arashi Arashi neither
Here on the muscle
They scorch on SVEG
When they scorch me in the next
Only green light
Rubbish in his pocket, but this is not a flex
Things are ideally stupid on shiny
Drip on you how he infuriates me
Brothers on the mass of those do not weigh
Tile tiles we make money
You have gazed there now in the Roal of the target
Transit from Volgograd stinky drape
Everyone was waiting for delivery, Odborno hap
I meet Arashi again
Vidok is so important, but we will fix it
Today you will not get up tomorrow.
Puf the gun shoots
Puff puff this gun shoots

Uh, what for the manners?
If you don't understand me now white now
I am accelerating
As if from Cuba, because I'm the first now
Your nigga is not black, your niga is pale
I don't want to live up poorly
The gang is with me, then my choice is true
He drove everything through the veins, referring to faith
I do not squeeze the brake because they are not in the kit

I will be able to come to you with an impolite kid
It will be better for me without empty conversations
While bastards are striving for free frees
I'm going to pick up everything new

There is nothing in my pocket
Laling uselessly until the evening
We are children players are not treated
The twentieth century my time is spinning

Spin and like kaak bitch
But not the same from the streets, this one is too accessible
I want to kill a neural network every morning
They write texts there, but it's dry


I went through a puama in Mexico a career in football in a month
The curling iron was warmed all the time but the whole way
PUMAM has passed for me FAMOMO
Now, I’m pushing for loyalty