Текст песни Slim - Город на семи холмах

I will love you need to know which way the wind blows
Like Mickey Rourke in my favorite movie & quot; bullet & quot;
And when the time comes, we will pack
You neater your ass here parks, bratulya

Worried your wasp hive
Under tight bitulyu. In the morning - the money in the evening - the chairs.
Pure dived on Boomer finned Okulov
This shit teeth biting pit bull

You somehow quickly pereobuli flippers geese
To be in Tus, but for you there in the course of
And while in Fruity Loops I glue harp
It is unlikely that these streets will swing your rap sad

Under our bitches dance tracks with the fifth bust
X five flies in the courtyard union
Under the white blues takes silver body
We live as a scenario Mario Puzo

I though sleep, but lie vertically
The roof leaks in standby mode
Someone with credits and bulk
Someone with gangsters and cops. You like to squander?

(Chorus 2x)
This is the city of the seven hills
It shakes the night somewhere in the courts
This loot, roads, cops, mobsters
This shining gold dome

We have changed the mind, opening new
I remember she stroked my head with his hand
On the back seat in the Volga ushatannoy
We like each other like wild wolves

There is a long cold winter nights
Prem gray crowd, but one by one
Cheek stuck to the dirty glass in the expression
Dog Lassie not uchuet that in the case

Tortured songs make dough on children
Your night talk show huckster bags
Himself sell champion in athletics
Breaking long stockings of synthetic

Center threesome. Well, yes, it was beautiful
I am your district zabodryu Take one with mobile phones
Everything has changed but, but still no end in sight
And I would have been easier to mask like Medliba in videos

Smooth beat, clocked filter
Shaved head at zero. fall, warm sweater
What is behind I'll hardly be ashamed
Like it or not, but then again we were not born

(Chorus 2x)
This is the city of the seven hills
It shakes the night somewhere in the courts
This loot, roads, cops, mobsters
This shining gold dome