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Djonga
Fini Bullet
And then, Coyote?
Just for love
Just for love
Just pure
New flows, new plans
Anti-hero, new Thanos
Same feet, new sneakers
Another pocket, same hands
The concept we gather
Is the respect we plant
Believe, we can
Look at the money we count
It was acting as a team
Focused on never losing the time
There are several flavors like Fini bullet
If it's sweet or bitter, you decide
I offer light, she wants saber
Opens up and asks: Gustavin, bite me
To want, even the devil wants
To make it happen, only God can
They talk on the sound, I make it happen
They say they are, I'm royalty
I'm focused on the bread, I never slack off
That's why it was easier to fill the table
None of this is just mine, always share
Light a candle to keep the flame alive
Treaded sole, I don't slip
If your gang tries, it won't come out unscathed
Where nobody steps, we walk
Faith in God, in my 9 and my Umbanda
Hey asshole, don't forget who's in charge
While you make memes, she sucks me
For your doubts, I am the very faith
If necessary, I act like a ParaFAL
I don't hide behind my soldiers
I know the general leads the troop
Oh, think about us (what's up?)
Putting the kids in Nike
To have some carats
Yes, for the people here to smile
Oh, say it's us (what's up?)
Say it's us
They'll say you're from the fac, but that's fake
I just made the people here smile
Yeah, won one by one, game, training
So tell me, bro, whose throne is it?
Zero degrees on the track, I don't tremble
These streets still have an owner
We haven't even started, this is the demo
When you stumbled, we got up
Restless sea, I don't let go of the oar
You do it, but you're not in the business
Play a lot to wake up a champion
Not just sleep as a leader like Justin Bieber
Let's stamp the History book, man
Not just one edition of Billboard magazine
When we're here, the Black Panther guys
When we turn our backs, they salute the Führer
Worse every year, it's like the GDP
We're the little black guy there, you're the Piquet
I bring out what comes from the soul
Restless soul, so I cause a storm
Make noise like the shifts on TV
Simple like a local program
Too libertarian for liberals
In my account, I already have a cornfield
But I only sleep if my brother wakes up
And there's no more black mother at a funeral
Stories like cordels on the clothesline
That are not about proving virility
My fragile side will speak louder
Because life cuts me, it's a grindstone
Focus on what will make me immortal
The curves of your hips distract me
And on the day of my funeral
Only those who wanted a Porsche won't be there
Oh, think about us (think about us)
Putting the kids in Nike
To have some carats
Yes, for the people here to smile
Oh, say it's us
Say it's us
They'll say you're from the fac, but that's fake
I just made the people here smile