Текст песни -RonMC- - Новый 2011 год

New 2011:

Hey Eu
New 2011 year
Meet him with us
Pierced 12 times
And we all know what wakes on
It's time to pour full ribs of champagne
A bit of false for courage
Toast entertainment
And there is a lot of sweet cookies on the table

This new year in the style of hip-hap
Just friends
Here they wakes every happy
From midnight to morning
You refuel yourself
What would happen
Zero

This new year in the style of hip-hap
Just friends
Here they wakes every happy
From midnight to morning
You refuel yourself
What would happen
Zero

I put on all disagreement, care
After all, Putin together with the Beds
Congratulate us happy new year
All Russia raise hands up
This night we will have a great success
You are not a little from ideal
Here congratulations to the sea
Stop sitting and hiding under a blanket
And quietly in the corner of alcohol
Write SMS and better call
Congratulate your favorite parents
Friends in the Tus invite
SDA VIZA VI You Wave yourself
Frost Grandpa with a gift
And success with a red nose
In the hands carries nuts in the teeth intern
Sharp babbies and surroundings in Ugar
You imagine how wakes
Next year...
If there is no way to meet him with us

This new year in the style of hip-hap
Just friends
Here they wakes every happy
From midnight to morning
You refuel yourself
What would happen
Wake up and start from scratch

This new year in the style of hip-hap
Just friends
Here they wakes every happy
From midnight to morning
You refuel yourself
What would happen
Wake up and start from scratch

So .. the remaining you do not seem
What is so lacking here
Some raisins
Well, here ... and my friend came
I heard not on the floor
That you make and pour sideways
Show what you are capable of ..
New sound blow and bams
Bit and boxing catch shouting atas ...
(Box box Artem does)
We are pokchami
Handles praise with rods sweep
Peace carries a dance
Who outside the door to us to knock (new year)
If you hear us in southern style
This hip hap makes beautiful
Santa Claus did not reach the stuff
And the Snow Maiden lost a hundred gram
Praznik managed still around walking
On the feast of treat
You are broken in vhlam .. and where cookies
Ear ...

This new year in the style of hip-hap
Just friends
Here they wakes every happy
From midnight to morning
You refuel yourself
What would happen
Wake up and start from scratch

This new year in the style of hip-hap
Just friends
Here they wakes every happy
From midnight to morning
You refuel yourself
What would happen
Wake up and start from scratch