Quem Que Caguetou

From the bitch I brought the gold and the jewels
From the scoundrel I brought the money
Now, from the snitch I will bring the soul

Follow me, Follow me, I got the keys
Follow me, Follow me, I got the keys
Follow me, Follow me, I got the keys
Follow me, Follow me, Follow me, Follow me, Follow me, I got the k-k-keys
Follow me, Follow me, Follow me, Follow me, Follow me, got the k-k-keys

When you shoot, I'm no longer the target
I'm your shadow, I'm your shadow
The train is about to leave
Our wild party
You come with AR9
From G3 we mock
Forget the light, forget the camera, there's only action
The king of the jungle is the lion, and the jungle is the stage
Mc Black Alien from monkey throwing you into the void to another dimension
Miami Vice (inonbrenken) at a thousand degrees
And the suck-ups worship in the land of Judge Nicolau
And your current political panorama deviates the course
From a river to an apocalyptic end.

CHORUS

You can give it
I'm wearing a vest
I'm gonna get I'm gonna kill the snitch
You can give it
I'm wearing a vest
I'm gonna get I'm gonna kill the snitch
Who snitched, who snitched
Who snitched, who snitched
Who snitched, who snitched
Who snitched, who snitched

Who snitched,
I don't know
Caught took, didn't pay
Cut the finger of the playboy and the rude boy and the deejay.

When you shoot, I'm no longer the target
I'm your shadow, nitroglycerin
The man bomb
Knocks down whoever hangs around your stand
Who mocks on the waves of your sound, GOOD
I'm Speed sharp and without crisis
crossing the limits of nikity city (city of Niterói) like a AR15 bullet

CHORUS

You can give it
I'm wearing a vest
I'm gonna get I'm gonna kill the snitch
You can give it
I'm wearing a vest
I'm gonna get I'm gonna kill the snitch
Who snitched, who snitched
Who snitched, who snitched
Who snitched, who snitched
Who snitched, who snitched

The flow tears, Miami drama in two, ragga
I travel on any road by velocipede,
Through the soft sand the force of the biped mind
Engrave my name on the microphone, on the knife in front of the fans,
Because of a paper or a little stone, a guy turns into a big shot
Highlights the bad race, which takes over me
When I'm turned up until morning, my visceral vocal remains root
what do you say, what will be the beat of the encore

CHORUS

You can give it
I'm wearing a vest
I'm gonna get, I'm gonna kill the snitch
You can give it
I'm wearing a vest
I'm gonna get I'm gonna kill the snitch
Who snitched, who snitched
Who snitched, who snitched
Who snitched, who snitched
Who snitched, who snitched

Yes, yes, yes yes, that's it, no vest or helmet will help,
Others love you, others want to pull the rug out from under you

Mané, Tejo, my brother, Speed and Black Alien represent
Miami Vice is the funk of Rio, Niterói,
São Gonçalo in the front line the continent to the hilt,
Life on a thread