Текст песни МаэстроХлопаем - Пацанская

I'm with boys on rollbacks somewhere
We have long been dreaming about a ticket to summer
These wisters of wind
I break the fool of blacks in the ghetto

Rains fucking here without stopping
February, there is no snow, but the bitch is hard
A couple of bottles of beer, houses on the sofa
In a drunken ugar, in the counter of Gamali with Uncle Vanya

I don't want to study on Monday
Again the mother is sleepy something naming
I will have attending it so
No sense, I do not tee anything in life

I know that I will not get a diploma
After all, these knowledge, I am not on the shoulder
I hip Hap Mucu, hip Hap Mutin me
Mutual love, straight from A to Z