Чёрная Экономика - Я РАНЬШЕ НЕ ПАРИЛСЯ - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

The caps are not with a direct visor, the pants are not wide, from the shores of Moscow rivers let the wigs, shake under zero, not palating, do not wear wigs and not the sons of rich dads, assembling tracks in the folder, debris on the paw, we introduce our plasticine lept who will not bring bills cutlets, in the summer of the eyes are red as ruby, rub away like a ships plain, love smoke, Pon through a pipette, Che Moskou Dream Tim, Salam Zaga side, economy tempts of your columns, place of registration Moscow town, if you are roads, it is not The city of roads, do not turn into this morgue threshold, on the weselves on the weekend, leaves the curves of the Yura line under the smoke, stelerates the cliquors, our autographs of the injection on the walls of the Wedge, innocuous essentially escaped from the clinic, the fences of the station in fuel oil, in the pocket of the Wowser, coast rhymes Will destroy nitrogen upstands, we are a stirrer, we love to cozy and sculpt the masses in your spot, the black economy-lifefile as a drug, did not go deeper, the classics of gourmets, toilet and aquaminerelaeue

Coordination and thinking are violated, the desire for an unhealthy movement causes doubt to our generation, you have already understood that we fuck on someone else's opinion, we undermine the economy and influence market relations, and without any doubt, we have a state property, we do not take away the zeal, suck mushroom if you call our rapchik singing, I dress words on a bit like Fat Capchik on Balton Premium, on me a T-shirt Nike-size Medium, on the shoulder of the knack under the hood 2.8 in the pocket of a solid shelf from which there is almost no sense, it's like a terminator and a self-car before The plan on the matchboxes, now always scan under the side, breaks his head especially if you smoke by the Russian Bong, dick in the forehead, the crowds respect our crowds, especially those who are under Lizer and Drop, those who are against chokely verbal then, foggle the rhyme juice, get off the cancer, catch It's a better asshole than to be our enemy, with each step in the other direction, it will be difficult for you as a white crow, even if you yourself gotten a crown, the black economy will remove it and divide it Ohovna, the black economy will divide the robust, her if you dressed the crown, the black economy will remove it and divide the robust

I used to bathe with rhyme in the end in my pocket puchka pocket, and I smoke the most savory splift of Maaaaan, the frequencies will download how the stallion on the races, under my violinist's tracks Ducklings of the bow, the HAP drips on the sheets on the leaflets, on the easiest our self-made basement ebashut in your player and on pisi, from all over Russia from our town from the end to the end of the other hand to hand my hand holds micooo and no fucking whistle arbiter unable to stop black and economic drives without protective and menuzhuhi in your ears rose our blurred Mouzon on all laws, our rhymes are bidded, taste our unfiltered Staff, and if you are black and economic mafia from the face of Baphit, well, in general we are kindly, please

And this sound is the one that you rushing, let's forget about the past and see for ahead and here Yeba people are the opposite, right now, somewhere yes to the resort, and I descended the trigger on those who are against archer, verbal Propales but Hip-Hop coup is a coup, this is the first lesson and I don't fuck me, read Dubby's back on your brother, it turns out the outskirts of any ibut, and the years go to the proven spirit, and I am sure that the Flame dick will go out, you are the main thing about nothing, try you either in classmates or vkontakte, according to the classics of the cross, we note on the map, and wait for us to visit you on the hut, but in general, we don't want anyone, we are where high-rise buildings, we are where smoke, for complete pictures, her beauty, black The economy falls asleep with golden lines, with Magu Mesro and Shuliye Rvanina under Nakurh Fry Kura on the grill, the words are invaluable, so that we do not say, especially polinge how they smoked