Don't talk so much, your friends are nothing, yeah
Three meters tall, but I run through like Griezmann
No one stands still, Capital, Captain
No matter, we go with! What for two, get me ten!
Don't talk so much, your friends are nothing, yeah
Three meters tall, but I run through like Griezmann
No one stands still, Capital, Captain
No matter, we go with! What for two, get me ten!

Capital Bra, famous for his uppercuts
I wear my cap low, brother, because of too many cameras
Bring a few awesome parts, it's going well for me, properly
Ten-euro Samsung brings ten grand monthly
Awesome flow, bring me money and I handle this
Makarov under the AMG leather seat
Harasho, bad stuff in the bunker
Oh colleague, this stuff fucks mother
Come with Bras from the homeland, let them freak out
Bras who take good care of you for good money
But I am Ukrainian, я убью за брата (I will kill for my brother)
Тише едешь дальше будешь говорит мне мама (Slow and steady wins the race, my mom tells me)
Still, I need money, breaking out, robber ladder
Oh colleague, I smell money, my parents were oil workers
Give you a slap left, give you a slap right
Give you slaps, servant, until you only think of slaps

Don't talk so much, your friends are nothing, yeah
Three meters tall, but I run through like Griezmann
No one stands still, Capital, Captain
No matter, we go with! What for two, get me ten!
Don't talk so much, your friends are nothing, yeah
Three meters tall, but I run through like Griezmann
No one stands still, Capital, Captain
No matter, we go with! What for two, get me ten!

Looking for a bunker full of grass with my dog on the streets of my hood
I am strong, but the weak break down in rows
Fuck the future, old pawnshop, new jewelry
Old guys, new club, old women, new brothel
Cocaine is like coffee, dude, stones in the air
And heaps of Kush, because we make money, look
The index fingers itch, because the enemies make profit
Wrong place, wrong time, it's over with one shot
Stay there until the end, I do it because I have to
No choice, the truth becomes a danger on the mic
And if there's no demand on the market, doesn't matter
Because then I come at night all in camouflage, Bljad disguised
Your runner gets ripped before he manages to pay
And then fucked and you face a trial
Neither law nor justice in the father state
Neither unity nor freedom, only freedom for betrayal
I am Haze

Don't talk so much, your friends are nothing, yeah
Three meters tall, but I run through like Griezmann
No one stands still, Capital, Captain
No matter, we go with! What for two, get me ten!
Don't talk so much, your friends are nothing, yeah
Three meters tall, but I run through like Griezmann
No one stands still, Capital, Captain
No matter, we go with! What for two, get me ten!

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