Lyrics Upryosh ft. Fairy - Падик
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В моем подъезде знакомая
До боли ситуация
Вышел покурить
В состоянии прострации
На лестничной площядке
Участковый хуесоситься
С бабкой сумашедшей
Ей мусор домой носиться
С нашей помойки
Вся квартира в хламе
Забита под завязку
Пять кошек на диване
Три чела с фонариком
Под подьезным козырьком
Ишут снег
Барыга мой сосед
Делает закладки
со второго этажа
Его пасет в той тачке
Сотрудник гнк
Слышу крики чуть выше
Орут на дядю мишу
Он в хламе вновь поправить
Решил антену с крышы
На четвертом этаже
Соседка тетя люба
Смотрит громко телевизор
Низнаю я откуда
Знает так много
Про соседей информации
Наверно ЦРУшница
Она походу братци
Стоны студенток
Из 61 квартиры
Почастно сдаются
Щяс их азеры ебут
На первом этаже
В хате частный клуб
С азартными играми
А на пятом труп
Местный алкоголик
Ждет реанимации
Люблю я очень падик свой
Честно вам признаться
А я в своем подьезде
Низнаю соседей.
Зато там вечно собираюся
Панки, гопы, леди,
Одни бухают
Другие ширяются.
Бомжами новый год
У нас всегда справляется
На лестничных площядках
Сожители - всем мир
Складируют хлам
Из своих квартир
Вонь из мусоропровода
Уже не так доноситься
Его заварили
Но мусор все же носиться
Его оставляют
Прямо у трубы
Ненравится мол выкинут
А мы домой пошли
Кто то вечно у окна
Свой булик забывает
Другие инсулинки
За батарею тарят
А прохожие нужду
У нас свою справляют
Все стены расписанны
Окна наглухо заббиты
Но я люблю свой падик
Вы уж меня поймите
An acquaintance in my entrance
Painfully situation
Went out to smoke
In a state of prostration
On the staircase
Precinct cocksucking
With a crazy grandma
She has trash to rush home
From our trash heap
The whole apartment is in trash
Crammed to the eyeballs
Five cats on the couch
Three chela with a flashlight
Under the driveway visor
Look for snow
The huckster is my neighbor
Makes bookmarks
from the second floor
Grazing him in that car
SNC employee
I hear screams just above
Yelling at Uncle Misha
He's in the trash again to fix
I solved the antenna from the roof
On the fourth floor
Neighbor aunt lyuba
Watching loud TV
I know where
Knows so much
About neighbors information
Probably a CIA woman
She's a bratzi campaign
Moans of female students
Of 61 apartments
Often surrender
Shyas their Azeris fuck
On the first floor
Private club in the hut
With gambling
And on the fifth corpse
Local alcoholic
Waiting for resuscitation
I love my very much
Honestly confess to you
And I'm in my entrance
I lower my neighbors.
But I'm always going there
Punks, gopas, ladies
Some are drinking
Others are expanding.
Homeless new year
We always manage
On stairwells
Roommates - all the world
Storing trash
From their apartments
Garbage Chute Stink
It is no longer so to reach
It was brewed
But rubbish still rushes
He is left
Right by the pipe
They do not like they say they will be thrown out
And we went home
Someone is always at the window
Forgets his bulik
Other insulin
They're talking about the battery
And passers-by need
We celebrate their
All walls are painted
The windows are tightly closed
But I love my padik
Do you understand me
Painfully situation
Went out to smoke
In a state of prostration
On the staircase
Precinct cocksucking
With a crazy grandma
She has trash to rush home
From our trash heap
The whole apartment is in trash
Crammed to the eyeballs
Five cats on the couch
Three chela with a flashlight
Under the driveway visor
Look for snow
The huckster is my neighbor
Makes bookmarks
from the second floor
Grazing him in that car
SNC employee
I hear screams just above
Yelling at Uncle Misha
He's in the trash again to fix
I solved the antenna from the roof
On the fourth floor
Neighbor aunt lyuba
Watching loud TV
I know where
Knows so much
About neighbors information
Probably a CIA woman
She's a bratzi campaign
Moans of female students
Of 61 apartments
Often surrender
Shyas their Azeris fuck
On the first floor
Private club in the hut
With gambling
And on the fifth corpse
Local alcoholic
Waiting for resuscitation
I love my very much
Honestly confess to you
And I'm in my entrance
I lower my neighbors.
But I'm always going there
Punks, gopas, ladies
Some are drinking
Others are expanding.
Homeless new year
We always manage
On stairwells
Roommates - all the world
Storing trash
From their apartments
Garbage Chute Stink
It is no longer so to reach
It was brewed
But rubbish still rushes
He is left
Right by the pipe
They do not like they say they will be thrown out
And we went home
Someone is always at the window
Forgets his bulik
Other insulin
They're talking about the battery
And passers-by need
We celebrate their
All walls are painted
The windows are tightly closed
But I love my padik
Do you understand me