Текст песни Приморский округ - демо раен

Street lantern stoop
Decide who you are god or wet chicken
Chicken at one time we all have to squint
Death weighs on the tail. Press on the gas without losing face.
Blood, sweat in bulk dope here you need to sway so as not to fall under the bullets
The game is not according to the rules.
Here is right who shoots better and soars less
And the rocker and fraer in this brew are brewed
Gary tire smoky turns into a brew
The juvenile group has a cougar
At every turn, do not yell at the fawn
For every occasion, buy a glock
On the verge of risk do not be afraid to pull the trigger
This lesson kid you will eat katsan raft