Jogo (feat. 1Kilo e Rany Money)

[Matuê]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ahn, ahnn
It's 30PRA1Kilo

I put the bill on paper, called my man Favel
Sometimes life forces you to make choices when you fall

[Pablo Martins and Matuê]
New era, new rhyme, play the game
Light another one, heat up the atmosphere and steal the top
Sometimes you need to recompose when it seems there's no way out
If it's blood of my blood, it will be rich
Sometimes you need to recompose when it seems there's no way out
(Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Matuê]
In my mind, I have a dream
Living by selling joy
Smoking a joint every day
Living in a mansion in Bahia
With thirty grams in my backpack
Living everything I wanted
Saving money for my granddaughter
Because my daughter will be rich

[Pablo Martins]
New era, new rhyme, play the game
Light another one, heat up the atmosphere and steal the top
If it's blood of my blood, it will be rich
(If it's blood of my blood, it will be rich)
New era, new rhyme, play the game
Light another one, heat up the atmosphere and steal the top
If it's blood of my blood, it will be rich
If it's blood of my blood, it will be rich

[DoisP]
I turned the pieces, I'm aiming at the sky, now my focus is on the notes
I entered putting my foot in the door
Daydreaming traveling around Brazil
These plans were already wrong and I have the right guys by my side
Planning several, every day is a birthday, every day is a birthday
Hey, a thousand goals, I'm like Romário
A thousand flows like Pelé, who do you think you are?
My dream sells like coke
Demons want my share
Flying away with the notes in my pocket
I want at least eight digits in my account
Flying away with the notes in my pocket
Hey, I want at least eight digits in my account

(Play the game
Play the game)

[Pablo Martins]
New era, new rhyme, play the game
Light another one, heat up the atmosphere and steal the top
If it's blood of my blood, it will be rich
(If it's blood of my blood, it will be rich)
New era, new rhyme, play the game
Light another one, heat up the atmosphere and steal the top
If it's blood of my blood, it will be rich
If it's blood of my blood, it will be rich
If it's blood of my blood, it will be rich
If it's blood of my blood, it will be rich
If it's blood of my blood, it will be rich

[Rany Money]
Tell me, will it really be impossible like I did
To turn around and get here?
And tell me if what really scares you
Is the fact that I haven't fallen yet
My crew wants progress, brother, it's not just money
My crew wants respect, asshole, it's not just fame
My crew wants order, but also wants samba
And my crew, is any crew that sings and dances
It has no definition, no class or color
To know what my crew is, buddy
Just put your face in any subway
On the bus, man, oh
In half of the places I go
My crew is the perfect mix of all the bums
With the workers
On the bus, man, oh
In half of the places I go
My crew is the perfect mix of all the bums
With the workers