Big Russian Boss - Fuck the cops - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Intro: C*ki cops of the mantis, we remember you ... Brother everywhere these ё*Annas tails on*Uy Kopov, on*uh

Chorus: These people are scorched everywhere in the FBI cap (grazing) I will never give up, I need God's light on*go cops, I will never give up (never) on*Ut cops, suck my eggs (s*ki) here. There, on*oh, my cops are in their lips, on*uy cops on*uy cops, on*uy cops

In the boss area, from now on in modest robes (pi*jog) no more than five fur coats on me and half a kilo of gold, the cops, baby, I am a dangerous satellite of the boss like the streets of Russia - somewhere nearby garbage (f*I) Bahh Tee, leave me alone I don’t want to go to jail back, because the mantis has already been lifelong on the bunks with my brother, I saw letters from Alcatraz, they were blurred by tears (oh, God!) For thirty years of imprisonment, so they didn’t get into the gums (pi -fate), they shoot at the wheels, they want Take with the red -handed after the tough with the boss with*ki on the sick leave is not meowizzy, but I have a tail - I am not a fascist - I am not a fascist, but I called your woman an old hach ​​only once when they put a search at school with a friend, we killed Niger in the dining room tinted Lambo, I have a vest of armor with a cop a dick, as they say, boys - freedom

These people are scorching everywhere in the FBI cap (grazing) I will never give up, I need God's light on*leggy, I will never give up (never) on*go cops, suck my eggs (s*ki) here, cops are there, On*oy -shaped my h*yun in their lips, on*uykhovy on*uy cops, on*uy cops

I'm on the corner, Crack Head on the needle, the old black chevrolet plus the cops on the tail so many cops, it’s a pity that the trunk is one with a*ka under the steering wheel, because my trunk stands behind my ear, under the seat of Coca-Cola, the cops are smoking my birds, as if I am an ornithologist in my area, here for the quarantine cops I do not need any bracelets, except for gold, yes, now everyone knows that I have succeeded but the cops are still firing and wants to bring it to the department but my Su*ka, I do not strictly ask: "I do not I want to go back "while the Russian rapper proudly beats the tattoo on his hand" A.C.A.B. " Your s*ka rolled like a bun on the streets of Miami every garbage robocop we are icons, a policeman, taking us, after screaming: “I repent”, because here is one rule: we’ll get rich or die, trying

Chorus: These people are scorched everywhere in the FBI cap (grazing) I will never give up, I need God's light on*go cops, I will never give up (never) on*Ut cops, suck my eggs (s*ki) here. There, on*oh, my cops are in their lips, on*uy cops on*uy cops, on*uy cops