Ghetto Dogs - Ханка 3
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Ghetto Dogs, Junior
The same hostel and these floors, fuck
Nostalzhi will be led to me
Where are you muckpal, come on again
Your drunken voice, Sing from the bottom of the heart
In the yard in silence, a couple of cigarettes
And your voice is like hypnosis, already to tears
I didn't take you seriously, I was just small
Not the one that is small, but just young
Our years are golden, zero
In a removable crowd, navo on a ring
Kapchagai, under the moon, romance
You drank cognac with a brow, I sang those drama
Your port on the forehead is like Sailormun

In my heart, not an arrow, but a harpoon pierced
Was Evening June, dance was carried
Come on Makpal Bila, Bila, Bila, Bila
Bila, Bila, Bila, Bila
Bila, Bila, Bila, Bila
You are probably not the one I knew, ohbay
I also changed Makpal very much, Koisai
I switched with Android to iOS
From cigarettes to aicos
From Bulik to cigarettes
And the work has grown together
Took Mercedes, Black Leather Salon
92 years old, almost fresh
Black on black, five hundredth AMG
Polibes Buffac in the ears 2pac and Big
Ain’T Nothing But the Gangsta Party
Remember you lit
You are a craftswoman, how you made a parachute
New Year, red eyes, Salute to heaven
Yes, there were times, and
And now I am alone, I hope you are one too, tata
I will find you, I get married, by the way I parted with Saul
So wait for me and the Bila, Bila, Bila, Bila
Bila, Bila, Bila, Bila
Bila, Bila, Bila, Bila
Bila, Bila, Bila, Bila
Bila, Bila, Bila, Bila