MGS FrozEX – Roses

MGS FrozEX Roses

MGS FrozEX – Roses Lyrics

Artist: MGS FrozEX
Song: Roses

〈Интро〉
ForsbergBeatz
О-О-Опять этот CLONNEX?
Я, Выше бошки не прыгнешь но я Леброн

Ну тусах все говорят о лил Фро
Твой район в треках – это анекдот
When I’m not drinking, making a guap
Hoe при деньгах но на ней нет ни бренда

Free Dima CB его с нами нету
R.I.P. Дрозд он вышел за хлебом
〈Припев〉
Запад Москвы качает под Фроузи

Нет любви, но дарю парням розы, в кармане козырь
Их лица трещат – это азбука Морзе
Деньги нужны как воздух
Е, деньги нужны как воздух

Слишком серьезный
Но этот Город не верит в слёзы
〈Куплет〉
Бинго, мусор не шарит за линго

Opp’ы не любят, я их финальные титры
Ты запоёшь как Лимбо
Мое *бало не видно
Mask on me like Vader and g dies

Bae wanna be in ma bando
Bae shake it for me and my guys
My sound in a cars of Chicago
Going crazy with redhead bad b

Не хочешь биф, не трогай дрилл бит
No driving license moving too quick
When I’m aiming a man I swear he can’t speak
К микро встал, понял пути нет обратно

В Ганге армяне и воздушно-десантные
Все ваши реперы сладкие
У меня челу пятнадцать торгует при mandem’е
Ассасин Фроузи при себе toolie

Ассасин opp от меня паркурит
People on block are askin to stop when a guy
From my mandem shooting
Бог храни русский народный

Твой половой партнёр – беспилотный
Сезон охоты – зона комфорта
В Gang’е змеи – это анаконды
Paigans know that it ain’t save

My b#tch is the rattlesnake
Не русский Тревис, я белый Блейд
Block wars Dart Vader mask on my face
Listen I’m not the labels project

Твой homie круглый, но не отскочит
Сломаны ноги – это наш почерк
Альфа хищник охота ночью
Welcome to the wеst valhalla gualla gualla makin a gualla

Broskis shutuot can’t let your girl go until she swallows
Bae wanna bе in ma bando bae wanna be in my bed
I need that money, that power, respect
No cap livin like last ting ‘dat i got is breath

Smoke ‘dat joint join to journey, brodi
Blood on my old white jordan
Riding slowly, sprite no codein, morning
Blood on your skinny black homie

Флоу – это дриблинг Месси
Пацаны Крепче эспрессо, lets go
Едем под Элвиса Пресли
Opp’ы не попы, но на их фото кресты

По ТВ мы свободная нация
Но я в парке это не локация
(Голодный) пёс или папин мажор
Он будет валяться нету ни шанса

Мой чел угандошил паца
Потом мой чел просто взял и кинул три пальца
Двигаюсь быстро, но у меня панцирь
Грязные бабки и шмотки из Франции

Работаю офиком не был в армейке, но твоя баба отдаст мне честь
Как есть, уверен в себе п*здец who’s next во мне потеряется лес
What do you ’bout flex I won’t talk to you if you don’t have blood on your fists, R.I.P. bis
Vampire empire no carti whole lotta red on this streets

Мой чел угандошил паца
Потом мой чел просто взял и кинул три пальца
Двигаюсь быстро, но у меня панцирь
Грязные бабки и шмотки из Франции

〈Припев〉
Запад Москвы качает под Фроузи
Нет любви, но дарю парням розы, в кармане козырь
Их лица трещат это азбука Морзе

Деньги нужны как воздух
Е, деньги нужны как воздух
Слишком серьезный
Но этот Город не верит в слёзы
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Roses Lyrics – English Translation

〈Intro〉
Forsbergbeatz
O-O-SPET This CLONNEX?
I won’t jump above the boshka, but I’m Lebron

Well, Tusakh everyone is talking about Lil Fro
Your area in tracks is a joke
Whether I’m not drining, making a guap
HOE with money but there is no brand on it

Free Dima CB there is no one with us
R.I.P. Drozd he went out for bread

The West of Moscow shakes under Froosei

There is no love, but give the guys a rose, in my pocket a trump card
Their faces are cracking – this is the alphabet Morse
Money is needed like air
E, money is needed like air

Too serious
But this city does not believe in tears
〈Verse〉
Bingo, garbage does not fumble for lingo

Opps do not like, I am their final credits
You will find like a limbo
My *Balo is not visible
Mask on ME Like Vader and G Dies

Bae Wanna Be in Ma Bando
Bae Shake it for Me and My Guys
My Sound in a Cars of Chicago
Going Crazy with Redhead Bad B

Don’t want a bif, don’t touch Drill Bit
No driving license moving too quick
Whether I’m a man i swear he can find Speak
I got to the micro, I understood the path no back

In Ganges Armenians and airborne
All your reperns are sweet
I have fifteen bars at mandem
Assassin Froosei with him Toolie

Assassin Opp from me park
PEOPLE ON BLOCK ASKIN to Stop Wen a Guy
From My Mandem Shooting
God keep Russian folk

Your sexual partner is unmannedly
Hunting season – Comfort zone
In Gang, the snakes are anacondas
Paigans Know that it ain’T Save

My b#tch is the Rattlesnake
Not Russian travis, I’m white blades
Block Wars Dart Vader Mask on My Face
Listen I’m not the Labels Project

Your homie is round, but not bounced
Broken legs – this is our handwriting
Alpha predator hunting at night
WelCome to the West Valhalla Gualla Gualla Makin a Gaalla

Broskis Shutuot Can’s Girl Go Until She Swallows
BAE WANNA BE in Ma Bando Bae Wanna Be in My Bed
I Need That Money, That Power, Respect
No Cap Livin Like Last Ting ‘Dat I Got Is Breath

Smoke ‘Dat Joint Join to Journey, Brodi
Blood on My Old White Jordan
Riding Slowly, Sprite No Codein, Morning
Blood on your Skinny Black Homie

Floo is Dristeling Messi
Boys stronger than espresso, lets go
We are going to Elvis Presley
Opps are not priests, but their photos are crosses

On TV we are a free nation
But I’m not a location in the park
(Hungry) dog or daddy major
He will not wallow no chance

My person bugged the boy
Then my person simply took and threw three fingers
I move fast, but I have a shell
Dirty grandmas and clothes from France

I did not work on the army, but your woman will give me an honor
As it is, I am confident in myself P*Zadd Who’s Next in me will be lost forest
What Do You ‘Bout Flex I Won’T Talk to You If You Don’t have Blood on Your Fists, R.I.P. bis
Vampire Empire No Carti Whole Lotta Red on this Streets

My person bugged the boy
Then my person simply took and threw three fingers
I move fast, but I have a shell
Dirty grandmas and clothes from France


The West of Moscow shakes under Froosei
There is no love, but give the guys a rose, in my pocket a trump card
Their faces are cracking this alphabet Morse

Money is needed like air
E, money is needed like air
Too serious
But this city does not believe in tears
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MGS FrozEX Lyrics – Roses

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Release Year: 2022