MEERON, LOOKBUFFALO - По дворам
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A guy's word, bro, is the law
The gang is rolling on the steering wheel, pushing for its own
I'm steering the sound, the guys are with me
Wildly, wildly the bass is blaring, the salon is smoky
Wildly, wildly the bass is blaring, the salon is smoky
The gang is rolling on the steering wheel, pushing for its own
I'm steering the sound, the guys are with me
I'll give a ramming sound for free in the yards
There will be a farce
Bring your girlfriend, move your hips to the drum
Fired the revolver
Girlfriends were shaking hands
Hot temperament
Like fiery Afghanistan
I'll give a ramming sound for free in the yards
There will be a farce
Bring your girlfriend, move your hips to the drum
Fired the revolver
Girlfriends were shaking hands
Hot temperament
Like fiery Afghanistan
Pow-pow on your legs
We'll break you in half
Wow-wow, quiet policeman
We don't break
The gang, this is mine gang
Yes, our laws
Propaganda of a better life
I'm steering the sound
You'll be pumped up by the bass
Hits your brain
Mine are chasing you for beer
A clear beat is coming
Guys in Adidas
This is my pride
We step on the gas, step on the gas, step on the gas
The bass is wild, wild, the interior is smoky
The gang is rolling on the steering wheel, they're pushing for their own
I'm steering the sound, the guys are with me
I'll give a free ram through the yards
There will be a farce
Bring your girlfriend, move your hips to the drum
Fired a revolver
Girlfriends were shaking hands
Hot temperament
Like fiery Afghanistan
Bring your girlfriend, move your hips to the drum
Fired a revolver
Girlfriends were shaking hands
Hot temperament
Like fiery Afghanistan
Bring your girlfriend, move your hips to the drum
Fired a revolver
Girlfriends were shaking hands
Hot temperament
Like fiery Afghanistan
Bring your girlfriend, move your hips to the drum
free of charge
There will be a farce
Bring a friend, hips moved to the drum
Fired a revolver
Girlfriends went from hand to hand
Hot temperament
Like fiery Afghanistan