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MY KALASHNIKOV

[Intro]:
Nothing is scary.
Bayu-bye, go to sleep, my Kalashnikov.
 
[Chorus]
Be born, suffer, die, and to heaven.
We, we, we, are afraid of nothing.
Bayu-bye, go to sleep, my Kalashnikov.
Be born, suffer, die, and to heaven.
We, we, we, are afraid of nothing.
Bayu-bye, go to sleep, my Kalashnikov.
 
[Verse 1, FACE]:
I woke up, brushed my teeth.
Ordered food, kissed you in the lips.
I like the home vibe, I don't like clubs.
Young rock-star, pop-star Gubin (Andrey).
Last year I was driving my hair, just like I was Agutin (Leonid).
I'm not talking about humor, bitch, but we're shooting¹
Two whores from Volgograd are asking me to blow them.
Ha, again? No, we won't.
We go to bed since we need to continue driving south.
Why do I need whores, when I made the country go around.
"Are you FACE? Can I have a photo?" — Someone's girl is here.
Of course, you can have a photo, don't be shy, I'm not that rude.
 
[Chorus]
Be born, suffer, die, and to heaven.
We, we, we, are afraid of nothing.
Bayu-bye, go to sleep, my Kalashnikov.
Be born, suffer, die, and to heaven.
We, we, we, are afraid of nothing.
Bayu-bye, go to sleep, my Kalashnikov.
 
[Verse 2: FACE]:
My father raised me, not a pussy.
For the sake of money, I won't shame a corporate party.
Guf broke my heart when he was trash.
Do you seriously believe that you can't say "I slipped"?
You're such a pussy, that you made a TikTok.
I have a Yargin, I don't need a foreign Glock.
I love my region, I'm not talking about Block.
I have green on my map, it is not dill..
Remain a human even if you have money.
Don't expect others to make themselves a rag.
My Kalashnikov will chop those, who want to become a king.
You're over 20, but you can't be torn from your mother.
 
[Chorus]
Be born, suffer, die, and to heaven.
We, we, we, are afraid of nothing.
Bayu-bye, go to sleep, my Kalashnikov.
Be born, suffer, die, and to heaven.
We, we, we, are afraid of nothing.
Bayu-bye, go to sleep, my Kalashnikov.
 
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МОЙ КАЛАШНИКОВ

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