Текст песни Местный - Угощаем Счастьем

We treat you with happiness we cook happiness for you
Cook for you! Cook for you!
(chorus 4x)

Alish Kapi (rolled)
When I sing tightly in me a hundred happiness ..
Grief withers away - take the root
From the root grows what I call hip-hop
It smokes like a tower in a factory

In our district they love such happiness
It smiles and everything is cool from it
I would have bucks just to make me happy more
The fucking rolled in with you, under this minus

Local Gray is with us and this track will be the first
Which you will take in the morning to warm up
It's already brewed take it and take it
Fuck what's outside - June February or May

Don't sleep it will be delicious
There are thoughts, rhymes and feelings
Brother clap your hands not under Dosha
We fuck .. and we will continue without stopping!

We treat you with happiness we cook happiness for you
Cook for you! Cook for you!
(chorus 4x)

Talgat
Happiness is not in our cake, not in the Mars chocolate
Happiness is in the other so that it rocks and there is a napas
Napas will not let the abyss fall into the abyss
If you are not happy with something, do not open your mouth

The studio room is soaked through with a Beatle
-The brew is in progress and the track will be ready soon
I fuck a cat fuck for my cats!
-Who needs to cook soup, who needs to cook pilaf

And I would have to cheer up Sanya nail
A hapchik for a hapchik and the tram will definitely not leave
Soul harvest brews spiritual happiness
After this arrival you will say "-Nihuyasebe!"

Listening to this track you caught our arrival
-Our parish does not give a little and takes you
Throat fights "aqua mineral" takes drinks
The track will flood into your basin and it will rock again

We treat you with happiness we cook happiness for you
Cook for you! Cook for you!
(chorus 4x)

Seryozha Local
I carry a dropper of happiness - carry a Coca Cola
Let's make a catch-fishing crowd we will send to a coma
Hands in the air people warmly boys studios
This platter menu amazes with guns

Nikey top top top on the snow crunch
I'm sitting in the studio with me, two guys rolled
Here people say that my lighthouse is out
People say that the maniac slegonets went limp

-Noooooooooo!

Fuck you guessed it, smoke gave the bass gave under the xenon headlights
I wasted the noise gave may cause a scandal
Is this hurricane on play, or are you sending it to the ban?

Well, what's the track or is this track not rushing?
Fuck, don't sweat me - I'm flying
Ay people new year very soon new year
I bring you happiness - don't stick it in your mouth