Homenagem aos Relíquias 6 (feat. MC Livinho, MC Kadu, MC Davi, MC Dricka, MC GP, MC Marks, MC Kanhoto, MC Menor Da VG)

It's because we close in the hill
Also close in the asphalt
Counting in the club throwing money up
Money is good but envious in the world is like weeds
For those who don't know me
Kadu is me
Whoever is against has screwed up
Tears fall remembering the brother who died
Rest in peace may you be by God's side
From Veracruz I passed she went out of control
And I asked that other one, the naughtier one
To take a picture of me and my crew
Tears fell
Oh the smell of the joint that rolls in the crew's spot
I'm in a Porsche Megane imagine me, madame, in the slums
Oh the smell of the joint that rolls in the crew's spot
Imagine, madame
And I'm going to send it in a smooth way
That the girls dance like crazy
Now the whole crew stops
Papatipapan and me
And I'm going to send it in a smooth way
That the girls dance like crazy
Now the whole crew stops
Papatipapan Papatipapan

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The board is standing there, man
Look at the revolt of the kids who dreamed
I threw myself into the waves of evil
For us it will never be too late
We are pure and dreamers
I'm the prince of the ghetto, only those who are from climb the hill
You know
I'm spinning at the party with the girls, spinning the dice
And I'm going to sleep up there at the girls' house
I want good whiskey to toast with the girls
And this is the famous 16 tons
Of very advanced ideas
Girl, don't mess with me
Because my style is neurotic
And what runs in my veins is gangsta funk
That I sing and sometimes don't even live
But there are some partners who live
My intention is always good
You know
My intention is bad
I empty the place
I'm on top, I'm ready to shoot
Let me finish
Just to go against
I didn't go to her house
Just to go against
Parading in the favela
Let me go fight let me go
I can't stop
I can't stop

The front line is God's command
And each one will reap what they sow
We are reaping a lot of gold and a lot of money
We are growing bank account and fame
No no no
Don't get in my way
Because I'm
With Jesus I'm not alone
Slacker I don't hang out with the common folk
Because I'm
A thousand degrees since I was a kid
I'm original, pay attention to what I say
I tell you
With conscious lyrics I enter your mind, give you a spin and leave
The talk I tell you is hot
Three hundred hits per minute was a sequence of bangs
You can try later because only 01 sticks here
Three hundred per minute that the favela sang
But it was a hit that the pen even heated up
The set of relics is just dangerous
We who are singing counting some cash
For those who know how to read my brother a dot is a letter
If you try against us
It's a lot of trouble

If I want to smoke I smoke
If I want to drink I drink
I pay for everything I consume with the sweat of my job
Always well received in the places I arrive
For being considered a respected hustler
Lift your head, put your foot down and go in faith
Send this sadness away
Life is crazy and tricky
Between the sword's cut and the rose's perfume
Hustler is hustler, man is man
I don't want gossip, I just want money
Whiskey and women
Bullet in the perrequero perrequero
In life you need to learn
You reap what you sow
It's God who points out the star that has to shine
Recipe to get rich
Is willingness to fight
That's why we make it rain where it was dry land
Can't disguise
Can't hide
No one can change
We were born to win
Born to win
Can't disguise
Can't hide
No one can change
We were born to win
Born to win

I smoked so much green that my voice got weird
The boys from the hood like it more than lasagna
Whisky Royal Salute porcelain bottle
Spending five hundred thousand every weekend
One in the morning the whole crew gets ready
Goes down the alley in the style of Colombia
And if you mess with us
The bullets fly
If you mess with us
It's war
They fight and pull hair
Just to see who will stay with Marin
I'm violent, cocky
I live rap and sing funk
Oh kid
It used to be just bike rides
Now it's a ride in an Amarok track
Porsche Cayenne eleven hundred to rev up
Look how we are
In this A-level life
The girls here are tough
With these attitudes they think they deceive the villain
If the left pocket was already full of fish
Today the pix sings more than me
And black is the color of the card
Check out the style of these girls
Camaro Audi Captiva force
But when I arrive with the joint in my mouth they all want to smoke my ganja
With Puma disc on my feet, what a delight of a woman
They're ready to play
Game of life
Several of them want
To live the artist's life
They're ready to play
Game of life
Several of them want
To live the artist's life

Here it doesn't count notes, man, here we count Kilos
300 per minute we fought to live well
I dreamed of ostentation, I was already writing conscious lyrics
You know I'm high, if you mess up the heat is on
That's it
Each on their own path just respect my space
A shout out to the real ones
My loyal sincere hug
The boy who was small grew up
His mind developed
And agility and virtues of life granted
Thanks to God it had an end
It's worth fighting
Every step taken
Goals achieved
I made the envious shut up
Thanks to God it had an end
It's worth fighting
Every step taken
Goals achieved
I made the envious shut up

Bring the lust to me
We who support it
Throw your finger up
The woman who likes money
We bother
We're in fashion
And the comment is that Dricka is awesome
Today on Matt D's beat there will be a party
The girls go crazy dancing until daybreak
You're crazy, respect the man
High rank gives a lesson, mustache
Don't look to the side, the crew is passing by
If you mess around, the punches will fly
I believe in God, I use him as a shield
Bark louder because I can't hear you from here
Make my iPhone like soap
Look at me and unlock
You bumped into me at the party, look at me and respect me
Look at me and respect me

Oh mother
I bought a really cool ride
And you have to see it
There's more
A joint in the air is the dream one and I was able to get it
Thanks
To all who didn't believe, it was fuel to win
Just thank you, queen, I love you very much
And we're going for a ride
Guarujá only filet
And the 911 is a woman magnet
One day I promised to have one of these
Tired of suffering
Riding a bike
Heard the right words for my evolution
Giving a hand to the true ones no matter if the
Moment is bad or good
It came at the last minute, said I'm leaving
Shorts and t-shirt I'm going crocodile
I'm turning the corner in a Porsche without a plate
I see some jealous ones with their faces red
It's time, I too
I'm just with the monsters
Kadu leaned on Matt D in the back
Around here we're zen
Nothing will shake us
If God chose me
No one will take me from here
We are chosen to win