Quebrada de Traficante
3 um Só
Drug Dealer's Hood
Don't travel... feel this stuff
3 One only... kamikaze
Who said drug dealer's money comes easy
Some run with me, others want my failure
Want to make me happy? Let the mules pass
Because today the whole city will turn around
Drug dealer's hood, lots of weed
Today we're in the party, with Nike and cyclone
The girls smell it, want to act like lovers
And the guys want to consume
Drug dealer's hood, lots of weed
Today we're in the party, with Nike and cyclone
The girls smell it, want to act like lovers
And the guys want to consume, want to consume
And the girls dial the extension, guard post on lookout
Dealing drugs in this land of piranhas
The movement is normal, don't think you fool me
I have love for the favela and from the guys I just want the money
In the ring, the canvas is the ring, in the street, the drug costs
Acted like a crazy mind but I don't lose my conduct
The girls enjoy the scale, know how much it costs
If you don't bring me the money, pay me with kamasutra
Tell me who says life is fair, spare me the advice
Many want my failure but I don't bend my knees
Thinking it was easy, growing up without money
If it's not the way I do it, I'd be crazy in despair
Among red bricks, the nights are glorious
The mules have a price when they go down the hill
Black leather seat, filmed, the bora
When the hood turns one smiles and the other cries
Drug dealer's hood, lots of weed
Today we're in the party, with Nike and cyclone
The girls smell it, want to act like lovers
And the guys want to consume
Drug dealer's hood, lots of weed
Today we're in the party, with Nike and cyclone
The girls smell it, want to act like lovers
And the guys want to consume, want to consume
A toast to the Colombians and the half-naked ladies
With bribes at the border, the mules continue
They want my fish, tequila and Bacardi
I want them turned in garter belts for me
Who said? Who? That my money comes easy
Who was on the corner? Supplying the hood
Exchanging shots with the cops, giving the slip to the cops
For you to come and waste my drugs
Tapped chip, federal police on my tail
An undercover cop bought my drugs
Ugly, at six in the morning, they raided my shack
Only found my drugs and the powerful turned
Since I was a kid, brat, big fan, of the mopeds
From the older drug dealers to the glamour of the hookers
With absurd on her face, she wants my little fish
The more overdoses at raves, the more money for me
Who said drug dealer's money comes easy
Some run with me, others want my failure
Want to make me happy? Let the mules pass
Because today the whole city will turn around
Drug dealer's hood, lots of weed
Today we're in the party, with Nike and cyclone
The girls smell it, want to act like lovers
And the guys want to consume
Drug dealer's hood, lots of weed
Today we're in the party, with Nike and cyclone
The girls smell it, want to act like lovers
And the guys want to consume, want to consume
