фэско - В хлам - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

e, again in the lungs smoke with the content of TGK, I read so that your hand is in any way over your head, this track pumps you up, once after time take it for a pass, I am happy with this engine, you are in the trash, come to us where -That there is our plan, we say to the types: “salam” by sound waves We will fly to you, listen to what we think about, about that and we are talking about the verse? Cho for the style? You say not take it out? Bratan, I'm sorry, the FESSCO is simple, so do not rusting not sad, take a hapchka and take another shelf, so that there is fucked up, with patients, smoke the boys, from the heart, to the snot dry? Run the water and pour the Ministry of Health warned, and the blasphemy here is still the same cotton wool, I stick in the trash a booby in the trash, the boys in the heads in the trash, hungry matte move around the yards in the trash, in the summer in the summer, in the summer, in the winter - at home in the trash, he himself, to the business, next to the Tyoma in the trash, the boys in the heads in the trash, the hungry matte move around the yards in the halm, is completely soaked in smoke not bad in the trash, he himself, next to Maxim, are in the trash, we are in the trash, Again, in half, they shared for the living, they’ve been told, I used to have a couple of wigs, they were in the pads, they were in the pads. Yeah, what did you do? They smoked mitten to drink at the store bought a stake, only Nikatin was not enough in winter and in summer in one color, what? Anasha fucking, when a quality crop, slowly, barely breathing, the soul is a simple gait of a simple patient, there are two of us - trifles, he doesn’t have enough segun for his task - with his grandmother in the country, there was such a topic - we offered the white fuck, hooked whole, ripe, green. We do not score under the white, in the trash, in the trash, the aboas of the boys in the heads in the trash, the hollow matte move around the yards in the holm, e is completely soaked in the smoke not bad in the trash, he himself, the full of this song was taken next to the business, sing this song. In the trash, inhable with a reneal, boys in the heads in the trash, hungry matte move around the yards in the trash, hut on the street in the summer, in the winter - at home, in the trash, he himself, next to Tyoma, nearby