Твёрдый Мики - ViBe - Jahmal - Ingushit - ТГК - Грибо4ки
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Hard Miki:
Frost fries under the tail without observing the right
Narvi there are those roses while the grass dries
I will give them to the one who honestly answer
Where did she get the habits from me all these

On a moped on a wheelbarrow I will be given me
I will run for a second and afterwards
Cue ball of such a groovy expensive to take stock
I stood on my own when the music fell silent

And I could have time to do everything
If in the morning I did not blow and then did not blow in the afternoon
But again, everything is like a dream like a white tablecloth
Phone, ale yes hello friend

Yes, of course you can go straight to me
So the days fly in this gray Moscow
Everything is in smoke without us and we will add the same
Whatever you go out between dull buildings

So that thoughts flowing with words
Okay, what are I all, are you there like yourself?

Vibe:
Everything is normal as always with us
Multi -Milion h Multi -channel remote control
Promot water crumbles a stone on Monday
Or any day of the week, it divides the shadows between the buildings

Windows of the window in nine nine sledges
Smoke lost in a triangular figure
I am lighted up in the city that where will it be
In January, July, seven days a week and everyday life

In the morning video cartoon Snuppi or Druppy
Forgot, not the essence of my friend is so stirring up
What a muddy type slow in appearance
Cares carefully and says little

Well, in general, moms where the lads are there and Amsterdam
According to the standards, the prefix staph basketball slands
Tell me such a alignment, what is your underground?
Big City Komuto Stand Up someone Sit Down

Well, in general, moms where the lads are there and Amsterdam
According to the standards, the prefix staph basketball slands
Tell me such a alignment, what is your underground?
Big City Komuto Stand Up someone Sit Down

Chorus:
Draws a great fool from a hammer
Fun while young, though cold
And the bottom of the words is not visible patterns went to the divorces
From the fact that there is a lot of smoke so

Draws a great fool from a hammer
Fun while young, though cold
And the bottom of the words is not visible patterns went to the divorces
From the fact that there is a lot of smoke so

Jamal:
It drank it, then saw a couple of mobiles
Hollowed in immense quantities, drowned
The beer thundered more than once in the evening
Purely symbolically slightly and by the night Tagiiil!

I drink Hata I want to be rich
My armor is forged
Guests, squares brothers nearby
We dream of all our detachment to walk through the States

The trees are cut down, asvalt rolled
So the authorities make Chelyabinsk Zaebat
I would certainly advise them there and how to move
But most likely they will answer me, go better to teach your wife to cook cabbage soup

I wish our governor was a terminator
And the mayor? And the mayor, for example Homer!
And Bender? And Bender Primer!
Dick! EHE HER!

Ingushit:
I am in the measure of Uchnoveshan and moderately dumped
Our team explodes Russia as Beatles
I lie on you from above like a carrier
Watching how the hole is drilled in your mind

My name is Mishan, I'm far from boss
This is my hip-hop boiling my kettle
Those who did not cut down just shrugged their shoulders
Here's half-dead people with South Urals

I am holding me what you call fierce stroke
A stupid boy will not understand what these Panchi are talking about
I threw you a message, but the pager is not in fashion
Now you rotten a lone fruit in the garden

The desk neighbor is unlikely to turn you into Snepa
And your flare will call group two corpses
My words cut your eyes, but they smell not onions
Pajar in the soul and he burns all the lumpy dolls

Chorus:
Draws a great fool from a hammer
Fun while young, though cold
And the bottom of the words is not visible patterns went to the divorces
From the fact that there is a lot of smoke so

Draws a great fool from a hammer
Fun while young, though cold
And the bottom of the words is not visible patterns went to the divorces
From the fact that there is a lot of smoke so

Soft Tony:
I put myself blowing, poured with strong
Matra a little bit without reason
And I would dump it more often from here there
Where for smoke they will not close the sorrows of reason crazy

Pocket without amount and the ship sailed to places where it was noisy
Masha’s hands
Porridge for buckwheat where smoke shit from them