Текст песни Сява - охуевший тип

Let's load nah!
In my area, a lot of boys are happy
We do not sit on instagram
Leafing through the newspaper I'm on the courts like on a throne
For any stray we will meet a major
And let's leave with a dick
Here on the Syava block there are fucking chelas with me
Fuck to work by itself vigorous strikers and grandmas
Day after day, what are the guys and me? Lighting up the area
Street mom bitch you son and here we are hungry wolves
Syava is even when your chick's finger is
Hop load load, hater catch the lever
Fagots in tight pants can't understand a Russian rap chick
I'm unreal well fresh, chicks love my cucumber
This rap is written like I'm a cataclysm
Opa dinosaurs fucked
Did you think it would be easy to take the title away from me?
Well, other Marathon or fall asleep crocodile
I hit my dickhead by standards
This is the sound this is the sound
Clownery does not hover me because I am an even hover

It's tougher in my neighborhood than in the ghetto
All my bastards are a gang of the freshest
Fuckin 'type, bitch
Fucking type
I'm a fucking guy, bitch
Fucking type

Gotovchenko!
Who the fuck you give me your contact
Fuck you, I don't want to lose contact with the street
I'll break the wood and throw the line under my feet
Don't you like my rap?
Wait with [bend over] we stand at the corner
And don't call the cops yourself, otherwise you're like a sucker
We got here for a hundred damn people like you
Rhyme and I'm stuffed with stripe
Jam on the model's bread
And don't stop this process
This rap is like sex to me
Everything is stable on the horizon, no problems are visible
This shit for people like us sounds full in the car
Op Syava in the club bitch in threats
And I found it in rap PR [questiles]
Rappers disband

It's tougher in my neighborhood than in the ghetto
All my bastards are a gang of the freshest
Fuckin 'type, bitch
Fucking type
I'm a fucking guy, bitch
Fucking type