Песня гуфа про этажи текст
Обновлено: 19.09.2024
We do what we love , and love what we do!
Rocked the full house , its simple themes .
Spit on orders , canons , fashion and styles ,
One blank , three microphones , three MS.
And there is no orange Cayenne , but there is a scene .
And a couple of hundred people who know that the CAO - the theme !
And fuck clips . We put on rotation !
It is important that the guys were able to swing with the terrain
On a swing in the city roads.
To distinguish where the & quot; Fake & quot ;, where & quot; sense & quot ;,
Where the steam , and where he could.
Who promoted and who really could not,
Having in the arsenal only ambition
Represent the capital !
As is usually the case .
Something , somewhere .
Someone 's prosharenny , downloaded from the Internet.
Quick threw the stick phone.
By evening, half of the people from the district ,
Is already on the ringtones in the morning already blanks
In suspicious nines and foreign cars !
And even without the grid , these tracks will get to you
By cold tunnels and tramways.
I am on the seventh floor . This is the sixth , but one higher.
Sometimes climb up to the roof.
And I do not care where the wind blows ,
If only he did not blow any of my buns and bumps there .
We do not know what will happen next ,
Know what we want .
Easy to Be Young !
And even if I wanted to ,
I will not have another.
Let them smoke.
Easy to Be Young !
From BMW up to the nines and gazelles .
In the smoke-filled interiors , shake our swing !
And I'm not ashamed , to those who believed in us
On the area chasing these tracks in the player.
Or in the CD- deck or in a CD-ROM .
On the replay including these stories .
Mixing alcohol with smoke , along Stalinist buildings.
Summer and winter. Three of us .
We then direct the movement .
In the studio with us normal people rock .
To us the path through the snow .
Past the dark arches, pivot on the boulevards .
And we do not need costumes & quot; Prada & quot ;.
We have our own classifications .
Wash sneakers on sidewalk .
Do not confuse the shore on both sides of the river.
Catch these verses from the heart of Moscow!
Purely from the heart , and prushchego !
On seven hills we overclock clouds .
Outlining handwriting border territory.
Moscow Cats stele is in town !
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