Текст песни Danya - На пределе

Who the fuck with me in a pair of Vysotsky or Basque
Who is he anyway? what kind of Little Bustard
Ilitny Hustler or fuck toothy
bro you tochish to win a tooth? chill!

nerves on edge because the pair saw my nickname
fear problyuvalsya and spit floating in the Monique
I remember that I need to go to Sipho to Kavala
but they're not like hundreds of MS yearned

I did not pass for the price of mum and Papic
and my cock pepper, so you beckons paprika
jump over your head - it's useful bro
but my victory as the food has reached into his mouth

This round bro your giletina
and we amicably together now we'll see
the fact you vystovish itself as Kritiny
vet you scratch and you do not pass Mans

Chorus:
Who's the limit lift your hands up
Hands over, hands up!
Someone at my hands in the air passage podnemayte
Hands over, hands up
My aponnet full span of his arms up
Hands up, hands up.
For those who've never understand!
Hands up!
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Battle for me Boyarsky - in the bag
I'll make a hit, but do not hit
Your jokes are as old as grandfather sold out
you go into an axis, I will turn on the sword

Flying your guy, tan a given speed
you came to the microphone and covered the whole room longing Vasya
I steeper rapper's what we Stobo Miscellaneous
Urbana you bit by bit - much less vazni

I gomov higher growth - I'm not on the shoulder
my rap terrible thunder, because I'm not the women they treat
I keep quiet vet stroller you and in tanks
I was taken away from under the noses of the prize, if delitanty

already at the limit of your nervous system
popeda glubene in your soul - she pussy Mans
That is why I am one of the girls kid
Your rap fragile as the matzah, is dead, fuck

Chorus:
I like a battering ram, you vybet down
Who proebet this round? Is keep it smoke
You won the Battle? Read fairy tales to skom
you are at the limit, because you take my pepper in the mouth