Текст песни АцидоФилин и Балин-гриб - Пропаганджа

Who is not blowing, does not drink milk,
He falls asleep sereznenkim
A blow il pripet-
He finds his love,
Just understand the truth,
What myself and all he's lying,
And no more lying,
It will be a song to sing:
I'm lying in the sun,
I stare at the sun,
Bong I nailed
And softly humming
Propagandzha ganja ganja
Our strength lies in our righteousness
Our truth is our strength
Our strength is the ganja,
Our truth-prpagandzha
My mom Marivanna
And my dad, Mahatma Ganja!
Bom Bolenath! Bom Shankar!
Alak Niranjan!
My name professorSha-
My recipe you- marijuana!
Marijuana, anasha- to what are you good!
Cart: One day my dad walked down the street with a box gandzhubasa in your pocket, and to meet him menty- say: Let's show that there is in your pocket ?! Well, obviously the matter and found that the boxes have already started to draw up a report supposedly discovered grassy green substance in a matchbox ... They found two ponyaty- homeless, and then one of them bomzhiha says: & quot; So it's marijuana, it is all smoke !!! & quot;
Propagandzha ganja ganja
Little scored a little hammered little zabila-
Score more !!
Score-whom I said, and to whom I said vzryvay-
Little scored a little hammered little zabila-
Score more !!
And let it around
And let it around
Tell a friend to a friend
Tell a friend to a friend
Little scored a little hammered little zabila-
Score more !!