Текст песни
[Intro]
Hey, yo! Fuel brothers PablittoS and ,Barmaley ,in the game!
Warming up the engines, pushing to the limit!
Let's go!
[Verse 1]
Crisis hits the gas, but we take the blow,
Every day on the road is our competitive show.
We leave all the problems and failures behind,
Full speed ahead on this crazy grind.
Flying like a rocket, leaving dust and smoke,
This wild fast pace is for the bravest folk.
Pure diesel in the tank, clear as a tear,
Step on the pedal, let the vision clear!
No brakes at all, just a daring speed run,
We win the game, the season is won!
[Chorus]
Fuel brothers forever, we stand side by side,
If your tank is running dry, come take a ride!
We fill you up with diesel, we keep our word true,
In this year of crisis, we rock the highway for you!
The cash is rolling, the fuel is on the flow,
The diesel is roaring, we're ready to go!
[Verse 2]
Someone's crying in the corner, "Gas is too high!"
But we have our own route, we risk and we fly.
Sports build our spirit, tough and bold,
Drifting through the turns, breaking the mold!
Failures? Forget it! That's yesterday's news,
Our fuel truck is massive, we've got nothing to lose.
Pablito style, the beat is playing loud,
We do it our way, standing tall and proud!
Brother for brother, the canister is packed,
No wave of crisis can stop our impact!
[Chorus]
Fuel brothers forever, we stand side by side,
If your tank is running dry, come take a ride!
We fill you up with diesel, we keep our word true,
In this year of crisis, we rock the highway for you!
The cash is rolling, the fuel is on the flow,
The diesel is roaring, we're ready to go!
[Outro]
Fuel brothers...
Diesel... Speed... Motion...
Only forward!
(Fuel is on the flow, cash is on the roll!)
Yo!