Текст песни Feduk - Футбольчик

Little boy, the boys are like jocks,
The game of little knives smoothly goes to the street.
What do you slouch? Trapezoid norms
Worked out in sparring with bro.

With a satisfied face. So what, that dented a little,
Youth is not old age, the fists are shod not by small experience.
What do you say? These people are the kings of all clubs and bars, I know.

Stand in a row next to my brother and not a step back!
Russian brigades like a bumper ramming an opponent.
Life is a film, and even if you are a cop,
In the veins of the blood of the red and white breed.

The main thing is that there was no setup.
Who here is questioned in the composition?
There, from above, they know that the truth is ours.
Strength and honor unite us!

Stand in a row next to my brother and not one step back,
& quot; Victory or death & quot; - these words are forever
What will you tell them, and what will you tell us?
What will you tell them, and what will you tell us?

Russian brigades, like a bumper ramming an opponent,
Life is a film, and even if you are a cop.
And even if you cop.

What will you tell them, and what will you tell us?
What will you tell them, and what will you tell us?
What will you tell them, and what will you tell us?
What will you tell them, and what will you tell us?
What do you tell us?