Барабанцев А.Г. - Основы российского менеджмента - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

I did not understand, you are something, fucking, easy to this everything, Hui, treat!

(Anatoly Ivanovich: "I performed at the lecture ...")

What you fucking ..

(Referring to Anatoly Ivanovich) Wait, Anatoly Ivanovich ...

The fact that you, fuck, sit, brought jerking off - write, fucking, tobar and request data.

What boys are you, fucking, or fuck?

You have not gone away from Severstal!

What, fuck, the air of freedom ass snagged?

I fucking fuck fuck!

You, fucking, bitch, for the gate, let's go, fucking!

I, fuck, where-where good, and where-where you hurt me!

Or you, fucking, loh, bitch, start working, or I am, creatures, fucking, like Zheglov put pressure on!

Understandably?! Huyev's projectors, fucking.

Pencils in the ass will kick!

If your creatures, fucking, Sorochinsky, Uh, Bauzhalov and Other, I apologize for the expression, fucking, will not start, fucking, work, you are, bitch, all go to the burnt! With me together, fucking. But I, bitch, from there one, without you.

Once again, Igor, I hear such a garbage ... "Hee hee", fucking! I will translate all the costs that were on the complex, on your group, fucking! You have my pants last sell!

What, ohueli, what, at all?! What for smiles, fucking?! I'm those who, clown? I chief shop "Sevstal", fucking! If I asked a question - answer! Fuck, fuck, democracy! Forget fuck about democracy, fucking! While I am the commander here, there will be totalitarianism. Everything!

Once again you giggle me, fucking - I giggled. I fucked soon to beat at the complex! I, fuck, one hundred and twenty men in the brigade was, I was not afraid of them. What do you think, fuck, stamps, will I be afraid of you? Do not bring to sin, do not bring! And then it will be too late.

Seli, fucking. I trudilov, Leschinin, - Fucking Horses found themselves. Melniki! Projectors, fucking! Your seat at the tent, collect bottles. Projectors. I won all polymers! You walked out, fucking! You! And it is not necessary to pour on TPEP, on the emons ... There were extremes, fucking. Are you a general proactor? There is no potency - fall apart from the market. And do not disgrace.

You can't do fucking. Not a single project was given on time. Everything that was given - everything is redone! Suspended ceilings, fucking, in sorts lay down - you are the masters! That you succeeded! And to give a normal ventilation project - the mind is not enough. Bowls are your degenerate, fucking. Did he ever seen the split system at all? What he lays out. The same leshinin. You yourself are not ashamed? Chiefs of departments, fucking! Leshinin is a worker, a worker.

Volodin, a fucking, which your specials, the forty-male fag, explains where the sensors in the motor-sheet. Fuck, guy twenty-five years old. Do you understand that you zeros in front of him, fucking? So you at least disgrace, even come here, silent, fuck, listen to what you are told, and give out on time!

In the course of the case, the boys, it would be necessary for you to take, fucking. Toko I think that if Vitaly Ivanovich will break a couple of times in the vigor, fucking, you will be fucked. Here is such a answer to you, fucking. Once again, I will hear something like that, "Hee-hee, ha ha", you will be, fucking, come to all RAM - and on ...