Текст песни Guf ft. Centr - На Таран

[Verse 1: Slim]
Moscow does not sleep, Moscow on the wire.
A lot of people in this city.
Among the smoke and soot a lot of cases.
Many topics, many left bodies.
We are back for your money.
You are funny with your kents.
Our tandem all flies over you, the tsunami.
Earth trample down.
Did you think Centr was caught in a trap?
It flies to your senior in the combine.
You called a bear, a hedgehog in a fog.
I came, I'm with a bomb in my pocket.
Bring the castle again.
(No, well, why are you this !?)
Someone else danced.
And we will pump further halls.
Style-self-propelled, purely so nadral.
It will swing in the cabin of X.
In Russian rap, miracles happen again.
Nosy not in cash from the couch scratching.
Our flock entered your building.
This is Centr, 2015, restyled.
For our will fight.
Like the guys from steel (P * zda them!)
I know that we are infuriated by many.
Someone n * zdel more than weighed.
The earth is round, it is a small world.
But we normally messed.
Louder muzlo, the batch is interesting.
We laid plastids in these songs.
If I shut up, the area will not forgive.
Raise two hands in the sky.

[Verse 2: Guf]
Well che there? Murder, murder.
You can think anything.
All the same face, but bitos fashionable.
On the table is a glass of water.
With me a huge Caudle young and hard-nosed.
Set to burn to the ground.
The boundaries are erased, the earth is solid.
We, the truth, not from evil.
We drink to the bottom! For having risen from the bottom.
We don't need a scandal, just give it to us.
This is the city of Moscow, on seven hills.
Good old Centr, new evil wave.
In my opinion it's time to put in place the one who drove a little.
We go to the ram, with me, my terrain, plus the underground.
One love courtyards, Jerusalem, Mexico, Moscow Chinatown.
Claims mountain, in the course of the action let's see what they are there.
From the screw, then no one needs the sides.
And with each of your greenhouse I will gladly raise a glass.
Remember the guy who told you "Bye."
It was not necessary to let him go, I would have avoided the smut.
You know for sure, it's done for ages.
Free milk package, sunset is coming, come on, start to delve into.
Be aware of dogs! Moscow naughty playboy.
Goufaka, mothaf * cka! Still not biting, but already starting to bark.

[Chorus 2x: Ptah]
Do business, do business, do it boldly.
Enemies with chalk, white chalk, do the first.
Hands to the sky, clubs to the sky are gray-white.
Do the ram, boldly on the ram.

[Verse 3: Ptah]
Drops on the nerves drip, muddy muddy here, here three go.
Carry a couple of bags, they are hundreds of bits, stories in thirty years.
Do you want war? You, grandpa, drove, catch, track CAO can not buy for cash.
You screwed up when you showed how rotten you were, get on the train station, dust.
We're fucking old with you, here's a couple more where the sun rises.
It is especially hot there, the guys woke up from Centr.
Muzlo is my wool? Why are you so swollen?
Curd you, maybe? You are in rap number one, but one *
These are our districts with a high-rise, in sight, who Judas among us (You!)
We are again the basis, uncle muddies pops, bash people for kvass.
One is the Central Administrative District, two are me, three or four are friends and family.
If I am talking about someone x * evo, I deduce for words.
Blowing up here is not weak, though it pops up at the start.
You thought you were afraid of rap, but not me.
Inhale-exhale, [nap], I can’t read, but I jerk many in an hour.
The leaders of the army CAO, three muddy types, the facts are waiting for bits on the sheets.

[Chorus 2x: Ptah]
Do business, do business, do it boldly.
Enemies with chalk, white chalk, do the first.
Hands to the sky, clubs to the sky are gray-white.
Do the ram, boldly on the ram.