7 Meiota (part. MC Maneirinho e MC Cabelinho)

(Because instead of me giving a gun, in the hands of a child, as a toy)
(I will need—, I prefer to give a ball)
(I prefer to give a bicycle)
(I prefer to give something)
(Because I don't encourage them to never shoot at the police)
(But the police themselves encourage them, you know how?)
(Entering the house of a 10-year-old and shooting their father in the face)
(How will he grow up? With love in his heart?)

7 meiota pointed over there to the Germans
Younger rebellion, already growing up with a gun in hand
Here they don't sprout even from the armored vehicle
Worm in my boot, this shit is not a soap opera

Sit nicely for me, escaping from the cops, you're gonna suck
I'm with a gun, vest, walkie-talkie, the rich girls want to give me everything on the side
She's puffing and sits on it sideways
She's puffing and sits on it

Any police car will be left over
A lot of faith in God in the chest
Extended magazine Glock
It's the kit that stitches you up

For the young girl, I'm a trophy
Full moon on the hill
The red tracer passes illuminating the sky

The hot girl wants to be in the heat, for the kids who want to dance
Nympho wants it raw, dressed in Labella
My whole troop in black hunting the maned wolf
If they receive bribes there, man, here we're with the

7 meiota pointed over there to the Germans
Younger rebellion, already growing up with a gun in hand
Here they don't sprout even from the armored vehicle
Worm in my boot, this shit is not a soap opera

Sit nicely for me, escaping from the cops, you're gonna suck
I'm with a gun, vest, walkie-talkie, the rich girls want to give me everything on the side
She's puffing and sits on it sideways
She's puffing and sits on it

It's been a while since he passed the barricade
If he climbs, tries to enter, we'll pierce the tin man
The 12 by 1 snaps, the shops stop, the steam collects the cargo
The weather closes, the rain of bullets, we pull the pin from the grenade

I left my lady strong, silicone, opened a salon
Bought a PCX for her
For her to ride around the hill
She's my number 01, I traveled, she visited me in Bangu
My black girl beats these blue-eyed patys 10 to 0

7 meiota pointed over there to the Germans
Younger rebellion, already growing up with a gun in hand
Here they don't sprout even from the armored vehicle
Worm in my boot, this shit is not a soap opera

Sit nicely for me, escaping from the cops, you're gonna suck
I'm with a gun, vest, walkie-talkie, the rich girls want to give me everything on the side
She's puffing and sits on it sideways
She's puffing and sits on it