Pague Pra Entrar e Reze Pra Sair
Alibi
Pay to Enter and Pray to Leave
For them all this is common
Two crazy guys in a Opala seven one
They load their guns, make the wave pay off
In the trunk there's a body, believe me
For them all this is common
Two crazy guys in a Opala seven one
They load their guns, make the wave pay off
In the trunk there's a body, believe me
Day and night they're always alert
Looking for sluts to enjoy their seat
Opala seven one, leather seats
The dawn begins and it's worth gold for them
It's when everything, everything can happen
Prepare the guns, now it's for real
Crazy now in the mood to have fun
Push the guns, no mercy on the ideas
Two whores in the back seat
Before they stayed quiet and nothing more
Now they're in trouble, they'll die around
Pay to enter and pray to leave
For them all this is common
Two crazy guys in a Opala seven one
They load their guns, make the wave pay off
In the trunk there's a body, believe me
For them all this is common
Two crazy guys in a Opala seven one
They load their guns, make the wave pay off
In the trunk there's a body, believe me
Day and night they're never satisfied
Killing people is their entertainment
The sluts who sweated on their pillow
Received several stabs in the shower
Why pay if they can have it for free
Violence in their minds never fades
Maybe one day they'll pay, for that reason
Here you do it, here you pay, use the term
Victims, victims, they want more
The taste of death never satisfies them
Good night Bebel, let's go!
Pay to enter and pray to leave
For them all this is common
Two crazy guys in a Opala seven one
They load their guns, make the wave pay off
In the trunk there's a body, believe me
For them all this is common
Two crazy guys in a Opala seven one
They load their guns, make the wave pay off
In the trunk there's a body, believe me
Sick mind
Suicidal idea
People trapped in houses with their families
Cain's syndrome
Someone else will die
Many fear the end of the day
It will get dark
There's a police sketch of the suspects
Police's scapegoat is ready
They make a mistake, they got too greedy
The sluts prepare, the 'men' attack
Surrounded on all sides with nowhere to run
Opala all pierced, believe me
Attitude yes, men don't touch me
Gun to the head, BAM!
A hug, brother!
For them all this is common
Two crazy guys in a Opala seven one
They load their guns, make the wave pay off
In the trunk there's a body, believe me
For them all this is common
Two crazy guys in a Opala seven one
They load their guns, make the wave pay off
In the trunk there's a body, believe me
