Hello, people! Vlad - my name!
From the city of Krivoy Rog [bad word] #33;
With the frame of one I played the game,
When sounded loud in the [bad word] #33;
He read me rap, without my help,
But it did not take my brain.
He watched me like a lion's whelp,
Around his neck hung a gold chain.
He was from a very poor family, 
Selling crack on the street gangs. 
He was expelled from the academy, 
He is now very much fans!
He had plans, but they were removed, 
His friends were killed, but he moved. 
He had his enemies, and they are now,
Every time they try to kill him!

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When he read the rap, it was cool, 
He could not stop reading only a fool!
It was a friendly rap buttle,
All were beer bottles!
He read cool as rap master,
He was just like me - a gangster!
It was like T.R.I.P.,
When enemies R.I.P.!
With a gun at the ready, 
His name - Gangster Freddie!
All opponents were killed,
He was an expert in shooting,
His career has been built
On the enemies of his blood!
He was a master of rap battles,
He was like a snake that rattles!
Do not stand Freddie never in the way,
To the loser then do not stay!