Eeei
Seven two, seven two
Blow with a pipe, my hut vig to you
What a perfume, my smell is propane
The type wanted to bullshit, but in the end disappeared
Eeei
Seven two, seven two
It's not noir, but one Alma-Ata
Every day
I do
That me
Raises
I do not take calls
I'm in business
Eeei
Seven two, seven two
Blow with a pipe, my hut vig to you
What a perfume, my smell is propane
The type wanted to bullshit, but in the end disappeared
Eeei
Seven two, seven two
It's not noir, but one Alma-Ata
Every day
I do
That me
Raises
I do not take calls
I'm in business
So that they don't tell me
I can never tell a untrue
In childhood, I loved Tekken so much, now only Nina bazais
My reputation will not deteriorate, even when I go to the bottom
Pants hang low
Like Rick Ross's voice
I exhaled smoke and appeared Susanoo
Wait, cool, don't tell me
Nothing, otherwise it will fly from your feet
Jumpman on your cheek, from my assholes, personal niche - these are instincts
7272 is my jungle, and I wrap it on it, like on the deck of Nurboogie
The ladder is in my blood, like a symbo, we are one, I will never become different
Eeei
Seven two, seven two
Blow with a pipe, my hut vig to you
What a perfume, my smell is propane
The type wanted to bullshit, but in the end disappeared
Eeei
Seven two, seven two
It's not noir, but one Alma-Ata
Every day
I do
That me
Raises
I do not take calls
I'm in business
Eeei
Seven two, seven two
Blow with a pipe, my hut vig to you
What a perfume, my smell is propane
The type wanted to bullshit, but in the end disappeared
Eeei
Seven two, seven two
It's not noir, but one Alma-Ata
Every day
I do
That me
Raises
I do not take calls
I'm in business
Eeei
Seven two
Seven two
For a share of glory, you would sell a brother
There are types with me that you have not seen even in the ghetto films, this is the horde
Livin Wild, every day in the studio early, hear the bitch I do it like gunna
This salary falls on me, but I was not in the office, this is normal
Hey
Learn to say thanks
Always lucky, this is the highest power
Hey
Strength
Transerfing of reality, I feel like Vadim Zeland
Life is a tough battle, hope only on yourself, cut the face like a razor
Never compare, each unit has its own way, and in the end the thread will pass into the needle
