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Слышишь грув мощных басов?
Нет? Я тоже не слышу,
I'm sorry.
Этот рэп с самых низов,
Для тех, кто прохавал жизнь не в теории.
Дяди Коли, дяди Бори,
Собирайтесь в круг,
Подруг неподтянутых подтягивайте,
Этот рэп типа крут, типа тру,
Двигайтесь тёти,
Двигайтесь дяди.
Несогласных бетонируем и в пруд -
Это классно, несогласные умрут.
Это рэп для успешных активных мачо,
Для богатых накаченных красавчиков.
Малышка, я молю тебя пальчиком,
Я шепчу тебе нежно и вкрадчиво:
"Я куплю тебе дачу на сдачу,
В придачу - модную дачу и тачу
С непробиваемой подвеской."
Это рэп для гламурных, модных, дерзких,
Любящих нестандартные решения и риск,
Не считающих money, врагов и кисок.
Припев (х2):
Этот рэп,
Он как хлеб -
Всему голова.
Если послушал и тёлка сказала "нет" -
Убей её, она не права.
Поучительный рэп с глубокой моралью,
Чуть-чуть про политику, чуть-чуть про гениталии,
Много мокрухи, как у мафии в Италии,
Всё это приправлено российскими реалиями.
За битами Шурик, на микрофоне Миша -
Это лучший хип-хоп что ты, сучка, слышал!
У тёлок реально отшибает крыши,
Словно гидрант прошибает днище.
Рифмы ловкие, роскошные минусовки -
Слушай на планёрке, в толчке и в столовке.
Поставь зрелой даме или глупой педовке,
Результат один - секс без остановки,
Бог любой тусовки, все любят, все дают,
Всегда есть хавчик и дома уют,
Даже гомосеки дифирамбы поют,
Надоело с девками - они тут как тут.
Красавицы сохнут, жабы - тем более.
Без этого рэпа - как птички в неволе,
Без этого рэпа - свобода не свобода,
Были даже случаи с летальным исходом -
Без этого рэпа тёлки умирали,
Был даже суд, мы его проиграли.
В тюрьме приходилось записывать треки,
Чтобы перестали умирать человеки!
Припев (х2):
Этот рэп,
Он как хлеб -
Всему голова.
Если послушал и тёлка сказала "нет" -
Убей её, она не права.
Этот рэп исцеляет от многих болезней,
Этот рэп многих таблеток полезней.
Один наш друг сломал себе пальцы,
Но слушал этот рэп и всё равно улыбался.
Руку ампутировали, пальцы не срослись,
Но всё равно он счастлив и всё зашибись.
Если ты клёвый, лучший и best,
Серьёзный и имеешь в обществе вес,
Отправь этот рэп трём друзьям,
А то мы в твой гроб забьём три гвоздя;
Отправь этот рэп десяти чикам,
А то не спасёт тебя десять врачих;
Отправь этот рэп любимой родне,
А то найдёшь родню в речке на дне;
Отправь этот рэп трём случайным людям,
А то мы тебя три года стукать будем.
Припев (х2):
Этот рэп,
Он как хлеб -
Всему голова.
Если послушал и тёлка сказала "нет" -
Убей её, она не права.
Do you hear the GROUV of powerful bass?
No? I don't hear either
I'm sorry.
This rap from the bottom,
For those who pushed life not in theory.
Uncle Kolya, Uncle Bori,
Gather in a circle
Tighten the unexplored friends,
This rap type is cool, such as the labor,
Move your aunts
Move your uncle.
We are related to the concrete in the pond -
This is cool, the disagreements will die.
This is a rap for successful active macho,
For rich pumped handsome.
Baby, I pray you with a finger
I whisper to you gently and insinuatingly:
"I will buy you a summer house,
In addition - a fashion cottage and a tac
With an impenetrable suspension. "
This is a rap for glamorous, fashionable, impudent,
Loving non -standard decisions and risk,
Not counting Money, enemies and pussies.
Chorus (x2):
This rap,
He is like bread -
Everything is the head.
If I listened, and the chick said no -
Kill her, she is not right.
Instructive rap with deep morality,
A little about politics, a little about genitals,
A lot of mokrukhs, like the mafia in Italy,
All this is seasoned with Russian realities.
Behind the bits Shurik, on the microphone Misha -
This is the best hip-hop that you, bitch, heard!
The chicks really pushes the roofs,
Like a hydrant pierces the bottom.
Rhyme dexterous, luxurious backing tracks -
Listen on a planur, in a push and in a canteen.
Put a mature lady or a stupid teacher,
The result is one - sex without stopping,
God of any party, everyone loves, everyone gives,
There is always a hawchik and comfort at home,
Even homosexual praises sing,
Tired of the girls - they are right there.
The beauties dry, toads - even more so.
Without this rap is like birds in captivity,
Without this rap is freedom not freedom,
There were even deaths with death -
Without this rap, the warm -up was dying
There was even a court, we lost it.
In prison I had to record tracks,
To stop dying people!
Chorus (x2):
This rap,
He is like bread -
Everything is the head.
If I listened, and the chick said no -
Kill her, she is not right.
This rap heses from many diseases,
This rap is more useful for many tablets.
One of our friends broke his fingers
But he listened to this rap and still smiled.
The hand was amputated, the fingers did not grow together,
But still, he is happy and everything is crashed.
If you are cool, the best and Best,
Serious and have weight in society,
Send this rap to three friends,
And then we will sew three nails into your coffin;
Send this rap ten to chiks,
And then ten doctors will not save you;
Send this rap to your beloved relatives,
And then you will find a relatives in the river at the bottom;
Send this rap to three random people,
And then we will knock you for three years.
Chorus (x2):
This rap,
He is like bread -
Everything is the head.
If I listened, and the chick said no -
Kill her, she is not right.
No? I don't hear either
I'm sorry.
This rap from the bottom,
For those who pushed life not in theory.
Uncle Kolya, Uncle Bori,
Gather in a circle
Tighten the unexplored friends,
This rap type is cool, such as the labor,
Move your aunts
Move your uncle.
We are related to the concrete in the pond -
This is cool, the disagreements will die.
This is a rap for successful active macho,
For rich pumped handsome.
Baby, I pray you with a finger
I whisper to you gently and insinuatingly:
"I will buy you a summer house,
In addition - a fashion cottage and a tac
With an impenetrable suspension. "
This is a rap for glamorous, fashionable, impudent,
Loving non -standard decisions and risk,
Not counting Money, enemies and pussies.
Chorus (x2):
This rap,
He is like bread -
Everything is the head.
If I listened, and the chick said no -
Kill her, she is not right.
Instructive rap with deep morality,
A little about politics, a little about genitals,
A lot of mokrukhs, like the mafia in Italy,
All this is seasoned with Russian realities.
Behind the bits Shurik, on the microphone Misha -
This is the best hip-hop that you, bitch, heard!
The chicks really pushes the roofs,
Like a hydrant pierces the bottom.
Rhyme dexterous, luxurious backing tracks -
Listen on a planur, in a push and in a canteen.
Put a mature lady or a stupid teacher,
The result is one - sex without stopping,
God of any party, everyone loves, everyone gives,
There is always a hawchik and comfort at home,
Even homosexual praises sing,
Tired of the girls - they are right there.
The beauties dry, toads - even more so.
Without this rap is like birds in captivity,
Without this rap is freedom not freedom,
There were even deaths with death -
Without this rap, the warm -up was dying
There was even a court, we lost it.
In prison I had to record tracks,
To stop dying people!
Chorus (x2):
This rap,
He is like bread -
Everything is the head.
If I listened, and the chick said no -
Kill her, she is not right.
This rap heses from many diseases,
This rap is more useful for many tablets.
One of our friends broke his fingers
But he listened to this rap and still smiled.
The hand was amputated, the fingers did not grow together,
But still, he is happy and everything is crashed.
If you are cool, the best and Best,
Serious and have weight in society,
Send this rap to three friends,
And then we will sew three nails into your coffin;
Send this rap ten to chiks,
And then ten doctors will not save you;
Send this rap to your beloved relatives,
And then you will find a relatives in the river at the bottom;
Send this rap to three random people,
And then we will knock you for three years.
Chorus (x2):
This rap,
He is like bread -
Everything is the head.
If I listened, and the chick said no -
Kill her, she is not right.
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