Chorus:
Say Hi-iiiiip Hop, hyper , hyper , hop !
Say Hi-iiiiip Hop, Hoper , Hoper , hap !
Say Hi-iiiiip Hop, hyper , hyper , hop !
Say Hi-iiiiip Hop, Hoper , Hoper , hap !
Ptah :
We give out the story from the start and until thawed ,
We honestly fuck who will be on the road with us.
The main thing that we all had the Style ,
Ears Bythos in his pocket was a bit of the stuff .
Baggy trousers , caps , white sneakers,
Bandanas , hats , BMX bikes .
Beer, vodka , gin and tonic only ,
Someone, boards , rollers . Someone : Blunt with wilted.
Someone just rides around football
Someone without straining breaks all dancefloors .
Parkurschiki , b-boys , graffiti artists , snowboarders ,
You play streetball or you read quickly.
You can be a freestyler or a conventional hopper ,
And you can be a DJ or hate opera.
Hip -hap - it is a culture , let's unite
While we are not trampled , she had immense.
The arrival of the transfer of VV Putin
We have shown that the FSB is already interested .
In his hands , Molotov cocktails , and behind only the music .
But the truth is not broken until the hip- hops nation .
smoke :
Hip -hap , kindle in me ,
Fire? No, millions of lights.
In all of us there is the light , believe ,
And today we give it to you.
Re- pass , down the rows , white feathers there,
Before the door of the temple, believes only cases , so that :
Think before going to stuff your hip -hap ,
Lyrics about the thrill , crime life, money and women.
Vices hand , offspring of wigs ,
Barracks under lock and key , huckster beckon us.
The smell of gunpowder , laughter and fears.
Trebuhay , not plump, a word in the wrong ear.
Drought in the area, in red ,
To die cloudy, overcast survive .
Forecasts dominate in society casts you.
Threats sung posthumously clear to you ?
And ... wait for change , and will then zero.
But the pain of a new prisoner release from grief is not.
There Nizi not dirt, but of this turmoil,
Is the vehicle , take it.
Chorus:
Say Hi-iiiiip Hop, hyper , hyper , hop !
Say Hi-iiiiip Hop, Hoper , Hoper , hap !
Say Hi-iiiiip Hop, hyper , hyper , hop !
Say Hi-iiiiip Hop, Hoper , Hoper , hap !
P.Ё.S .:
Remember , we were told that in Russia there are no rap ?
No , they say he has a future , but we know that this is nonsense .
It's not waiting for the parade of planets , we did it ourselves ,
Climbed into the sleigh , leaving a trail .
In the vastness of zatёrtyh cassettes was a force ,
Blow off the dust from vinyl, to breathe his head.
Then : Sea discs , CD-R shift.
Era of RAM and Internet links.
Up to you , now that would be a couple of years .
Keep your hands on the steering wheel or in the hollow nykatsya .
Time to make a good d,
Or look at what was written on the water truck .
Keep track of who is on the tail,
Or wash your hands with soap and water , hawala and in bed .
Kid up to you , hip-hop - yours or not?
As for me - this is my amulet.
Chorus:
Say Hi-iiiiip Hop, hyper , hyper , hop !
Say Hi-iiiiip Hop, Hoper , Hoper , hap !
Say Hi-iiiiip Hop, hyper , hyper , hop !
Say Hi-iiiiip Hop, Hoper , Hoper , hap !