Текст песни валит горилла - причал

it is the same gorilla vein rot by crocodile
She loved when I was with her cute
white chalk , draw a picture on the asphalt
Nicotine is my brother , we are with him to the grave .
her lips caressed , last year nasvay
socks hid stuff from prying eyes
amizol thrown in the toilet , a mattress
written story , a couple of sentences on the stock.
Ruslan pidaras , slipped lousy spice
the mood is not ice , I asked price
Arkhangelsk speed, throw on kiwi
May Hill area , supply china