ВАНФИ - Лютый тип
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A fierce guy flies out of the entrance
And in his head there is an unfamiliar motive
Everyone around thought it was a drain
I'll answer you, brother, this is exclusive
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Fierce
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Fierce
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Para cross, Olympos
In the headphones the tune he grew up with
Young people catch the vibe
Everyone who sees him immediately says wai
There's a sound in the car, your bass beats
There's a cue ball that Mikerise wrote to us
Flies to the beat without any problems
Everyone says he's a fierce guy, a fierce guy, a fierce guy
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Fierce
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Fierce
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Kazan does not sleep, trade union street
Short skirts, the beat is fierce
Beautiful girls, drunken eyes
Fierce cars give gas oooh
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Fierce
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Fierce
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So quiet
Max gave birth to many fierce types here
Some people sing about youth, others about love.
Who burns fires with a guitar?
Someone strives to make dreams come true
How many people continue to live high
Some people just like the rhythm of the cue ball
I tried to forget for a moment
But I meet this guy again
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Fierce
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Fierce
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Fierce hey
Fierce hey
Fierce hey
Fierce