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To every pregnant woman I send flowers
Tell our Creoles to keep their blood clean
And give us strong, healthy, beautiful babies

It's the kriminalz world nigga
Bring love to the streets of Santo António and Corroios
(Bring the love)
Even if you live a second, leave yours in this world
Be fruitful and become many

For every nigga that falls, 10 or more will be born
Every g has his team, God has my nigga sly
Brothers dribble death on the street like a butterfly flying
Street life flies easy, but g's are immortal
I am not and never wanted to be more than anyone else
I live my life, day by day, as I know how
They don't understand what we say
They didn't grow up where we grew up
Every day we pay for the apple we don't eat
It's a goat that gets pregnant
Calm down girl
The world is falling on you, will you be a boy or a girl?
It is welcome if there is a drop of love that connects you
Like a divine gift, like a cycle of life

For every nigga that falls, 10 or more will be born
Who lives the street life, nigga die, nigga die!
Before dying, Jesus Christ forgave a criminal
And he went to a place where g's rest in peace

You are cursed
Neither movement nor work
Sitting drinking in the street, watching the buses go by
Don't give up on the future today, tomorrow will be worse
Never let them tell you that you are worthless
We are niggas, and niggas orient themselves however they want
There is no law or prosecutor
My judge is you
Drug dealers and thieves walk around with their heads held high
'Fuck the mouths that talk, they eat everything and give nothing
He who has nothing, bets everything
Maybe I win, maybe I lose
Brother, these motherfuckers just want to see us in shit
But in Lisbon
Niggas live the crazy life
But in Lisbon
He who does not open his eyes, flies
We steal, we steal, we kill, we cheat
Waiting for the disaster to get us off the streets, but nothing changes
For those who live fast, life is short
One day if they catch you
Congratulations, motherfuckers
Until that day comes, be careful
I'm on the street
With my shot, my troop, my weed, my whores
There are many who hate and those who love Halloween
Whatever you wish for me, I wish double for you
Because old G is not afraid of either snitches or enemies
There is no greater punishment than growing old, dying alone
Then I think of all the things I did for him
Today I would give anything to have her by my side
But I can't control the demons that live in my head
My lover, my princess, my Siamese soul
Only now do I know that women like you are priceless
Creole, if I could I would give you the universe
If it didn't work out, I think it was because God didn't want it
I hope you find another man and he makes you happy

For every nigga that falls, 10 or more will be born
Who lives the street life, nigga die, nigga die!
Before dying, Jesus Christ forgave a criminal
And he went to a place where g's rest in peace

For every nigga that falls, 10 or more will be born
Who lives the street life, nigga die, nigga die!
Before dying, Jesus Christ forgave a criminal
And he went to a place where g's rest in peace

He went to a place where G's rest in peace
He went to a place where G's rest in peace
He went to a place where G's rest in peace
He went to a place where G's rest in peace