Caravanas Passaram

Yeah!

For those looking for weed
On signs or in strips contact the drug dealers
That Dillaz is not Dilon
You want a commitment, man, that would be good
I grabbed the Spice Girls, did the pinipinipom ah
Send the bongo, box to give is from the gym, my brother
Every pull-up tells me a push-up
Bring the bull, I'll catch it, bring the coffin and nail it
Motherfucker, I make a blind rat see, seven and a half
I keep seeing ugly people who steal sneakers to offer to the centipede
Kid who was a dwarf nowadays is a player
Even with 7 dwarfs like the little mermaid

Grab the white wine, drop the baby food
With one of my girls, I'll give you a slap
Fuck to all who have a word and can't contain it
Who speaks ill of the partner, but goes there to eat her
I keep stumbling over my leg all my life
I'm speechless at a gala, dictators shitting for the regime
And because of a guy being stoned, forget the hand-to-hand
Open your eyes, now it's tag team
You know there's a numerical difference
Pinto da Costa has Hulk, I have Captain America
Pindérica covers the girl's mouth, she's hysterical
Symmetrical like the comfort of an electric chair

The kid who calls me for a battle, well
I don't like to rhyme against a pinipon
They want to grab my flow, take it to Photoshop
You want to feel instrumentals, I call you the capot
Rotten mouths in the area so weak in the shins
Because Dillaz the cyclist has a yellow jersey, no!
Partners go on a bad trip
They come armed like coyotes, they leave like the roadrunner
A lot of desire, rare to get drunk
You want to talk about stones, I've had the same for a week
You're all amazed to see your little one giving
Dance to your body joy Macarena and who are you?
Armed like Son-Goku? I'm Dillaz MC Boy 75Crew
Po fag disguised as a bison or gnu
It's simple, you talk too much, I tell you to go fuck yourself!

And they say Cascais is for rich girls
Every time you come here you go to Quinta da Marinha
No, no troops lose that notion
It's not in Quinta da Marinha that you see a shack, I come
From the area that has no regalia
Here the girl drops Barbie even she is bad company
Because the mother left one day, the father didn't know her
If she doesn't have a grandmother, imagine what would happen
Troops refresh, don't talk about the chapz
They say I'm standing still, my waist still moves
Don't miss the next, you want to talk about my sex
They enter white, they leave yellow, like the fucking annex
You want to take a rhyme, grab a Pyrex
You have to feel my feeling not the feedbacks
You want to feel the pressure, just wait a bit
Don't want a big belly? Then put on latex!

Caravans passed, all the dogs barked
They thought Dillaz was dead, but he's alive
Many talk nonsense, many think they stop me
But to make me stop only with proof
Don't talk about my name, but then you turn into a gnome
And if the scene goes wrong, you get twisted
Drowsiness in the connection, zamba pulling the cannon
All in a union M75

Get out of here, get out of here
Because those fake motherfuckers want Dillaz MC

Caravans passed, all the dogs barked
They thought Dillaz was dead, but he's alive
Many talk nonsense, many think they stop me
But to make me stop only with proof
Don't talk about my name, but then you turn into a gnome
And if the scene goes wrong, you get twisted
Drowsiness in the connection, zamba pulling the cannon
All in a union M75