Текст песни Kolya San - Мой Хип-Хап .

The theme of satisfying, breaks the armor,
I do not need attention
Norms substance fell on the bottom
So drink to the bottom. As always

Tipo for health for the sage
You are a kid, you know where to take, go to accumulate
What would not run then from those uncle

Verse flies like gambit nasostari gray style beard zbrey you dibil
fuck an emission of an iPhone he is paramozhny's terrible than IHIL, come

Kavravacy, reached the vertices, Acros Arshin verse greeted.
Prisons that there will be a son when the nose you look next,
on pigs.

Korier Nou Rost.
Cap Naveru and I will post
Rap my boss. He remembers where he grew up. From the soul, forgot the kents are not simple, the guy lines, without the meaning of Ponte
Do not throw, you are not Paul Van Dyk.
Not a dae, give me Mike, I will explode like Bob, I give the word and breathe Kolya San on the bits

Hall in fluff and dust. Blow to groin
Von all villains, go nah
VTK three bayona Kolya San on bits.
I'm wrong, VTK on the bones
The city of Bazaar Brothers Slavyan, my city is my brother. Is not it

City of frowns, city forgotten
The city of smoking plants half closed
The city that will devour you soon, just give him will.
No matter what cone it understood. Runs while you can. Otherwise catch up

Such here is my hip hap
I do not change me