Текст песни Нурманский Дима - Ой мама........

Oh mom - mom ment - gasses on me & # 33;
With a stick something conjures
How to say softly - he flirts with me
yeah - yeah

Oh mom - mom ment - gasses on me & # 33;
With a stick something conjures
How to say softly - he flirts with me
yeah - yeah

I didn't go away - I was near & # 33;
Not trampled honor, I was not a reptile.
One soldier in the field & Mom, I will be - Worthy
Although in societies I am not at all decent.

They also - People - They say in essence.
Judge you are not their Judges & # 33; -
Anyway, let's be easier, & # 33;

Hear Moms Они They, too, are People Там They speak in essence.
Judge you are not their Judges & # 33; -
Anyway, let's be easier, & # 33;

We are not shackled, but God save us!
Boys from yards, but Mother would also be & # 33;
Let's summarize who was left who is not
With whom to move it is worth it.

Navo-navy about us
Laws in epaulets soon tear off their heads.
Well and we? what are we? we are charged with & # 33;
Positive energy on the floor of the country,

These are your sons & # 33;
Fill the streets with & # 33;
And if something is not so shout & # 33;
They will not touch for no reason & # 33;

These are your sons & # 33;
Fill the streets with & # 33;
And if something is not so shout & # 33;
They will not touch for no reason & # 33;

Put a candle for me Mom - even though I am Tatar & # 33;
I like your God & # 33; I am grateful to him & # 33;
God is one and the same as street one.
Don't let that smile fall from my face

I know you are waiting at the porch, me
The very same young fighter
What is the native blood of the holy son and father
Do not believe, do not be afraid, do not ask and fight to the end & # 33;

This is my game Новый New level, bright star
There in heaven shines for me Ma
We rejoice in the sun and the god God Ja & # 33;

And when the cops are looking for us
In search of how the animals roam
It remains to run
Good luck boys & # 33; and the luck would always be & # 33;

And when the cops are looking for us
In search of how the animals roam
It remains to run
Good luck boys & # 33; and the luck would always be & # 33;

Oh mom - mom there - they gasp on me & # 33;
With a stick something conjure
As if to say softly - they flirt with me
Give something to sign I don`t facking do it & # 33;

Oh mom - mom there - they gasp on me & # 33;
With a stick something conjure
As if to say softly - they flirt with me
Give something to sign I don`t facking do it & # 33;

I don`t facking do it & # 33; I don`t facking do it & # 33;
Judge you are not their judges & # 33; Anyway, let's be easier & # 33;