Текст песни якутская братва

Обновлено: 21.11.2024

Orsk - the city of Black, about Nashih know,
According to the dialect, they will know when Shpana kaneth,
Our people did not break in the red cities,
Still with the rosary and smoking on the cards.
The Orenburg Brotherhood will easily tell you,
By concepts we live, we are People from different countries
Our girls Воровайки, мурочки,
Be careful with them in the dark lane.
South-West Ural, sat down for what he had stolen,
I sat down for smoking. Such a bouquet was collected.
The city of Oren, near the Ural Mountains,
For a long time all it is civil, but from a fence fences,
Once again, we are paid majors,
On my rap gluttons, while the punks are all assembled,
Uvazhuha Lay, on the Mercedes Benz,
We wish everyone in a row from the heart!

Orenburg, that is, we are the Urals,
This is a shansonic rap for the Zhiganskaya Brotherhood,
The Orenburg region is essentially royal,
Let the soul of the Prisoners walk at will!

A.U.E. Life to Thieves! To the tramps of Salam!
Shpane, yards! I myself in the evenings,
I'm sucking myself a gram, enough until morning,
Which caught the mood, this and rolls the drama.
Who delves into the Bible, who with the head in the Koran,
One is the Almighty! You are a man, not a ram!
And someone became you yourself: a victim or a tyrant,
Will you take into account all the information that has been brought to us!
While you are at the health resorts treated their health,
We are on the Thieves' Way of thinking their brains,
We Honor all the thieves' traditions,
In Orsk I live and how not to be proud of him.
In the smoke you or in the trash, fastens the smoke,
Remember the syllables, Father Our Urkagan!
Shame and disgrace when it hits your balls,
Forget what Jail taught!

Orenburg, that is, we are the Urals,
This is a shansonic rap for the Zhiganskaya Brotherhood,
The Orenburg region is essentially royal,
Let the soul of the Prisoners walk at will!

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