Não Tenho Freio
Hungria
I Have No Brake
The steering wheel, buddy
Is my best friend, you know?
I trust him, he trusts me
Because for me, buddy
Driving is an art!
I have no brake, and the big engine roared
I threw the light and it grew in your rearview mirror
Accelerated, oh oh oh oh oh
2.0, things turned around
And my God in heaven is, my car on the ground, and
And my God in heaven is, my car on the ground, and
And my God in heaven is, my car on the ground, is
My car on the ground, is
My car on the ground, is
I'm on the street for the race, the big engine roaring
It's asking for gear, tire burning the ground
And today it will smell like rubber, I'm on the ugly road
And the asphalt is the empire where I became king
Speed excites me, today I rule the track
Roll out the red carpet as the artist passes by
The bitches love me, wherever I go it's popular
So who's this boy? Save hungria hip hop!
A black shadow passing by, watch out I'm coming
I know I cause amazement, a bit cocky and sly
Driving is an art, the art I'm part of
Maestro of this orchestra of the melody that invades
I have no brake, and the big engine roared
I threw the light and it grew in your rearview mirror
Accelerated, oh oh oh oh oh
2.0, things turned around
And my God in heaven is, my car on the ground, and
And my God in heaven is, my car on the ground, and
And my God in heaven is, my car on the ground, is
My car on the ground, is
My car on the ground, is
It appeared on the street for the race, big engine roaring
It's asking for gear, tire burning the ground
And today it will smell like rubber, I'm on the ugly road
And the asphalt is the empire where I became king
Xenon on illuminates, today I'm just cruising around
The cops want to catch me, but the women want me too
I'm not afraid of anything, my nickname is terror
And if you turn on the hazard lights, I'll reach wherever
The rotolight on, it's a sure escape
Today there will be a promotion, and I accept the offer
Someone passed by here, call the police, man
Almost at 200 per hour, the speed camera almost didn't see
On the cover of Estilo Dub, today my car is a success
There's always someone envious, I got used to it, I don't even stress?
I have no brake, and the big engine roared
I threw the light and it grew in your rearview mirror
Accelerated, oh oh oh oh oh
2.0, things turned around (uar)
And my God in heaven is, my car on the ground, and
And my God in heaven is, my car on the ground, and
And my God in heaven is, my car on the ground, is
My car on the ground, is
My car on the ground, is
It appeared on the street for the race, big engine roaring
It's asking for gear, tire burning the ground
And today it will smell like rubber
I'm on the ugly road and the asphalt is the empire where I became king