Текст песни клкв - ГИРИ

old good old pistol from makarov
Old brass knuckles on the table and hydra on the pocket
you are fired by the STC from a foreign car
hey guy, bonhead on a T-shirt, maniacs and narcotics
get some gifts (it's nice)
already an application in a pissing garbage (It became clear)
Fats fucked up, confused in Kazan
an hour later identification, detective fists
called me back, asked about the name
it was white salvia
those same casuals from britain told me so
who muddied the aquatic zvanks of sports nutrition
If you are a Viking then you pound with the cops
By the way, your demos, well, you fucking still
today the first will melt
stop i cum
she screamed at me loudly
I left with broken cabbage soup
I left without saying goodbye