Текст песни Azabis ft. Шотган - пока ты думал я дунул

while you thought I blew 4 times
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Chorus 2x
On the smell of pure Skunk
Pull yourself (Cournot jamb)
stream of pure grade
nourishes us (come to you)
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Verse 1 Shotgun
I need a hot juice from the colony boshek
porivisto pulls his feet to those around
onamalnaya zone can not believe it
but I have at least a modicum of trust God vmoego
as well as believe in the delight of white smoke
careful hooves can odbrosit
It's not a vet Dicks Foam
I hope you do it ponemaet
Phone calls break
billeting
even cap or water
do not turn head
this is not enough for us
zamazhim everything seemed bonalno
carefully leaving a smell in the state
guests immediately brought the body to intensive care
show the central tsyrka televised live
hear is the motto for me
I like girls and girls like me
this is not your world skarist politrila Misa STAF on the scales
fresh ideas will come to you for dinner on a palm
murzilok laid to rest
in the case gidrapon for later
the memory of us will remain in headdresses
porodoks it all put in boxing Chuco
Be careful with the number of doses
do not get carried away in a pose
not having an opinion
because the jackals are burning at the stake
the frictional force so he progress
hurry because in the last paradise out Express

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2kuplet azabiska

Voodnye way take away
Gold seconds
Take perekuur
You zasekut
greedy persons
flasks
will be covered by fire
dens dolls
pazhaluy your chance bought
izokan image podobranny
caliber voice is torn
Give naa ... sort of person
do not insist on revenge fail weather in Pagon
and do not seek the subway compass
without knocking at korpasu poprastu
not age
conquer, some of the most persistent, lengthwise empty
corridors pull designs
without losing the magic of my nose, I
take away the magic of the crowd dancing bitches
Law number one encoded smoke
genre
a thousand of winters,
List looted forces
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-smoking brother
Smoke stretches back
Heaven does not bestow light
sdes underground Estrada
micro district froze
Smoke flies posts
River quietly protikayut clouds
vydumany style
blows smoke
central forces
boy, it's not pop
predastav for themselves katsan

-Mise Prepare the carriage for me and my guests
-zazhgi Papier to Nakata
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Shota
mangy skin leave marks on delivery
your ass on the stand
go to the light shining carats
under the gate leave bait
vvoooott it truth my truth
aza
Now Taste flame
I was very busy,
tour across the kerf
light in uneversale
the soul wanders in the quarter
okutanaya secret
kerf farthest
Give me a sign when cut in
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Chorus 2x
On the smell of pure Skunk
Pull yourself (Cournot jamb)
stream of pure grade
nourishes us (come to you)
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aza 1 times
while you thought I blew
in tails initial submissions
inadekvat ifir
chance to make a
until I blew, I thought you knew
Seventies Bronx
leave it in pyamate