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Cops

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Homie, yes you sho persecute, see how I get you right now.
You go without a babosik to the house.
Oh boy stop it.
Who are you knocking there?
Right now your favorite number 6 will fall out.
Ha!
You never know. You never know.
Young characters i'm sorry
And you do not tell me where I can find mushrooms?
On full.
Never heard!
You know? I know. Look in the forest.
Only if you are hawking.
Collect the grebes.
Hee hee hee, very funny.
Uncle, sho you came here, ask?
Yes, for the same km you can see the shog.
Nobody will bazaar with you.
Get lost from here!
Well, if you do not want good, then you will have to ...
Stand! Do not move!
West Coast Police.
Feet behind the head !!!
Oh shit! I'll win.
Hey
Return my dollar
Dog!
I said: 'legs behind the head, brat'
I sho, yogi, legs behind your head?
Mykola I stitched.
I know you know where the mushrooms are.
Speak where they are.
For sho, you do not like us, cop?
 
Among the old quarters, the cops are looking for us.
This is a stone city, where everything is defaulted.
Call our sound the lowest frequency.
Here in the priority to tear down your head.
From the shoulders.
The neighbors hate us while the sugary bass is off the beat.
This is basically no time to sleep.
Hands fly in the air only here and now.
Do not interrupt! Do not interrupt!
Let the walls tremble and crack at the seams.
This is back in the days where you are just right.
The cops hate us.
So - we pile on the bass. (the cops don't like us so much)
Do not like us.
We pile on the bass. (The cops don't like us so much)
Do not like us.
We do not give anyone sleep.
We pile on ...
Our shit, in the ears of the cops bursting.
It is delicious, as for dill borscht.
It's quick as a 3g blogger.
This is too high for a gnome jeep.
Hold on
Do not throw us on the floors.
We are salvation for a loser, as if gin
(is it grebz? is it grebz?)
We are growing.
We have rains here again. (the cops don't like us so much)
Do not like us.
 
We break the parquet under our feet.
While the cops are bursting at our door.
Here is the darkest light of the lanterns.
Here is the loudest sound for people.
For people.
Little space, I need air and bass.
To undermine everything as the last time.
No eyes are visible here, no eyes are visible.
We hate the cops means ...
We pile on bass. (the cops don't like us so much)
We pile on bass. (the cops don't like us so much)
Do not like us.
We pile on bass.
 


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