PTVP - Na rayone
текст песни

Hands on the table!
Poetry there too.
The injection dances,
the brain shakes.
Weed or snow - look at the clock.
Listen to the advice
and just pour it out.
A stash under the radiator,
as if on an icon.
Doubts about crime.
I'm always in the hood,
always in the hood.
They don't ask for licenses -
they just take them away.
Spring, summer, fall
fly away from the bong.
Winter remains,
but better without it.
The joint lights up
like an airplane.
A stash under the radiator,
as if on an icon.
Doubts about crime.
I'm always in the hood,
always in the hood.