Meus Manos

Ah, yeah, oh

Who rules the neighborhood? My bros
Who has more money? My bros
Who arrives first? My bros
Who are they afraid of? My bros
Who rules the neighborhood? My bros
Who has more money? My bros
Who arrives first? My bros
Who are they afraid of? My bros

We reset the game, close the deal and bring the new drug
It gets you addicted
Your mistake, I'll let life itself charge you
Because, if it depends on us, you're screwed
When they see us passing by in Prada, she loses everything
The other is now asking who dresses me
We have good taste, still travel the world
Many students, but all masters
Very fragrant and she knows it
She called me tasty and focused on the massive
Still from the slums, but now rich
We bother more than wisdom teeth
Ah, get the tape
The experience that the favela identifies with
Multiply
We keep showing what this means here

Who rules the neighborhood? My bros
Who has more money? My bros
Who arrives first? My bros
Who are they afraid of? My bros
Who rules the neighborhood? My bros
Who has more money? My bros
Who arrives first? My bros
Who are they afraid of? My bros

Ah, madam is scared
Doesn't understand anything when the son asks for a photo
On my neck, there's your apartment
But with this behavior of yours, I don't even care
We never ask for the price
I want to know who said I can't
Man, this is the kind of thing I don't even understand
We can look because these cars are all ours
Ah, you only talk about money
Easy to judge when you're ahead
We had to work hard to have all this
Unlike you, we weren't born retired

(What does this guy have, good blood?) I hear the jealous ones
Motorcycle, money, scoundrel gets mad
(Oh, that's not fair, oh, and the brothers?) A slice of the pie, get it together, crazy

Who rules the neighborhood? My bros
Who has more money? My bros
Who arrives first? My bros
Who are they afraid of? My bros
Who rules the neighborhood? My bros
Who has more money? My bros
Who arrives first? My bros
Who are they afraid of? My bros