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МОЙ КАЛАШНИКОВ [Moy kalashnikov] [English translation]
МОЙ КАЛАШНИКОВ [Moy kalashnikov] [English translation]
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МОЙ КАЛАШНИКОВ [Moy kalashnikov] [English translation]

[Intro]:

Nothing is scary.

Bayu-bye, go to sleep, my Kalashnikov.

[Chorus]

Be born, suffer, die, and to heaven.

We, we, we, are afraid of nothing.

Bayu-bye, go to sleep, my Kalashnikov.

Be born, suffer, die, and to heaven.

We, we, we, are afraid of nothing.

Bayu-bye, go to sleep, my Kalashnikov.

[Verse 1, FACE]:

I woke up, brushed my teeth.

Ordered food, kissed you in the lips.

I like the home vibe, I don't like clubs.

Young rock-star, pop-star Gubin (Andrey).

Last year I was driving my hair, just like I was Agutin (Leonid).

I'm not talking about humor, bitch, but we're shooting¹

Two whores from Volgograd are asking me to blow them.

Ha, again? No, we won't.

We go to bed since we need to continue driving south.

Why do I need whores, when I made the country go around.

"Are you FACE? Can I have a photo?" — Someone's girl is here.

Of course, you can have a photo, don't be shy, I'm not that rude.

[Chorus]

Be born, suffer, die, and to heaven.

We, we, we, are afraid of nothing.

Bayu-bye, go to sleep, my Kalashnikov.

Be born, suffer, die, and to heaven.

We, we, we, are afraid of nothing.

Bayu-bye, go to sleep, my Kalashnikov.

[Verse 2: FACE]:

My father raised me, not a pussy.

For the sake of money, I won't shame a corporate party.

Guf broke my heart when he was trash.

Do you seriously believe that you can't say "I slipped"?

You're such a pussy, that you made a TikTok.

I have a Yargin, I don't need a foreign Glock.

I love my region, I'm not talking about Block.

I have green on my map, it is not dill..

Remain a human even if you have money.

Don't expect others to make themselves a rag.

My Kalashnikov will chop those, who want to become a king.

You're over 20, but you can't be torn from your mother.

[Chorus]

Be born, suffer, die, and to heaven.

We, we, we, are afraid of nothing.

Bayu-bye, go to sleep, my Kalashnikov.

Be born, suffer, die, and to heaven.

We, we, we, are afraid of nothing.

Bayu-bye, go to sleep, my Kalashnikov.

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