Текст песни Чёрная Экономика ft. Рыночные Отношения - Районы

(Serge)
My area is where the soot layer of soot huge
Shmalyaet lead to the concept of a makara cartridges
Friends always help me, any breakup Ambalov
Friends always donesut in shit from the bar to the house

You know! Veshnyaki is like a bolt from the blue,
And the guys are ready for anything to eat meat for dinner
I used to not like the horse meat is not pedo
And as in the past can dick in a gray robe to come back

Neighborhood dirt and delirium, in the city of light and darkness
Grandmas go as fast as the bullet flies with the wind
But life is a game, I have three tips
I dialed Kopeyu bro Difficult me ​​fraternally

And the fact that there is in the area such as Kohl and like Tosh
Come right now, I'll drop in a castle in stakes sypem boshek
My area of ​​forest the Germans and Japs Glade
I regret that my early university abandoned Slyysh =)

(Room)
In my neighborhood kid is not cold
Their soul is filled head shook know
The cries of the entrances for Spartak Moscow
There's a bullet whistled Braz see screaming wasp (do not understand)

Dogs teeth Rocks cops loaf herds
Let them shout fighter and vebashit whole brigade
The raid on the right and on the second opera
Call to smoke and so picked up the whole area

Years have passed but still older
And this takes off as a nonsense where that shit in Ufa (or booze)
I Mowgli with stone forest shot in standard
Now me and Moskow City rather than the wild gloom

The lights cut his eyes light in a new concept
We have chosen the path you now follow this take [Shit verse as a whole]

(Ost)
The school I go to an hour for a neighbor in the two
There are cigarette? Yeah home pulled his father
And we are at the entrance to the three boys to smoke
In Russian do not go to physical education opazdat

Where to go these days, I do not know
Just a generation change places
And someone will again move between home
And disappear at night between the same courts
As we are
We fought to get drunk and screaming nonsense
The pocket ball Naphthyzinum hey heal me
Night on the shop we are marching in Troy
There's a bunch of local celebrities and different gangs

In a drunken mudily koshelok pressed
Bought drinks at all and this neighing
Four in the morning and I heifer provazhayu
She calls to her friend of mine recently it roasted

And now she is a great someone's wife
The first to marry those from whom did not expect
But someone all district provazhayut
Do not change a word, you can leave three

Therefore, normally all that is dyshesh
Someone had gone down or gone above
And the reverse is true they were all the same
I would have changed the current to less than our mothers were crying