basta – Гонки feat. КРП (Бонус)

Author: basta
Name: Гонки feat. КРП (Бонус)

Song Lyrics

Do not spare the fuel, not wanting odds
Traffic lights, strobe lights, need for speed
At the edge of the abyss in the adrenaline and anger
Nitrousilitel, run the blade
Solid bands, avoiding buses
In the streets of the metropolis like the woods
Give maximum friction wheel
Steel piranhas, dangerous guy
The speakers repchina inside spring
Turn the key - good sport
Man and machine dangerous duo
Duel rudders, sparring kings
Being a bullet, able to win zeros
Choosing the right ways to limit speeds
Hero and news reports Musorskogo
The elusive bastard idol beauties
He is driven by the desire to possess the title
From the excitement is about will turn inside out
Apparently, the moment of truth,
time to find out
Who in nature fire who blank shot
Spit on financial crises
Decoupling is nearing
Breaking the Bank, and to merge overseas
Karine Nice dream, he Veit new
There are other cars, there are steep rates
Cigarette one by one to filter
The tank is 20 liters, would not fail Nitra
On wet asphalt
As the ice cornering
But the main thing is not to wind down, go to the full
Twist removes the track numbers on the camera
Drain driver Mercier, Toyota, Hamer
Boomers, Chrysler, Mazda, Skoda
At least go for it mad coyote
A couple of hundred at stake, roaring engines
Talk subsides, the flag is raised
There are no spectators - all witnesses
Clutch, gas - all in a daze
Poisonous palette, two car
Away only visible dimensions and flames Nitra
And someone who solves a bullfight luck

Motor, headlights, launched
Growls motor smokes tires
Real man needed
My element speed, the adrenaline in the blood
Full throttle forward pass you fly again

Ignition fuel, drowning out the screams
The new car, we bring down the gas to the floor
Wheels tow road wheels our feet
We do not expect the house naboltal column
Place your bets, prem without stopping
Not a second in traffic jams,
Exactly seven per sq.m.
In the top of his lungs in the car heifers, stop screaming
Dali parking brake and sharp turn
Halfway to the finish, the floor is lit by kipisha
And there went to see, already froze the soul
Not a lot of the PKK, the traffic police will add gas
There are no MAZ - bring down immediately
We go around to the right at the gas station, raise rates
Pedals like spears, tomahawks as the rudders
Has cut the entire turbine, breaking mine
Slaughter will march better than Tarantino
Next car, fire screaming tires
Jammer starts laughing clubs smoke
We are flying in the cold near windows
Luxury boutiques and trendy shops
Train stations, parks, traffic lights, rooftops
Dual band cut road kings
And someone who solves a bullfight luck
Motor, headlights, launched
We are not waiting at home, in the columns naboltal

Growls motor smokes tires
Real man needed
My element speed, the adrenaline in the blood
Full throttle forward pass you fly again (4 times)

Anyone who is on the road, the PKK
Anyone who is on wheels, Basta here
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