Текст песни Balu и Эльбрус Джанмирзоев - Салам всем городам

On the street cold -20 somewhere
And we are in the studio on a stele bits couplets
Far from the summer, but the music warmed
Catch in the columns of the southern ghetto Napas
Rostov poet, for lovers of turnip
Our style is simple and we ourselves are simply dressed
Do not look in the newspaper here our portraits
We pump out of the speakers and satisfied with this
They said you had not seen the glory
And do not wake rock the big halls
Yes, we do not seek to gain here balls
This rap from the heart, not a piece of junk

Come on bro, Sparkle tea in a glass
Under our plan will tell minusok
From Rostov to Togliatti in every city
Convey the general salam

You know always open the door to my house
Who at the table shared a piece of bread
Thank God their hands did not reduce the time
On cue solve any problems here
Salam gamarchoba hi parovtsels
We do not share in the nation, each has a weight
Here, everything is close in the collection, my family
And we will be judged only one judge
And more Nitsche simple kid does not need
Here a child know the value of the word friendship
To life in any namutili capital
After all, we Rostov as I said

Come on bro, Sparkle tea in a glass
Under our plan will tell minusok
From Rostov to Togliatti in every city
Convey the general salam