Pois É 2 (feat. MC Kadu, MC Tuto, Gabb MC, MC Lemos e MC Dena)

And there Oldilla
Again in that way
That we know, heavy
Listen!

I docked heavy smoking ice
Playing Oldilla on the sound of the ship
And the chicks want a threesome
Come and if you like, stick to the fence
More within the normal
More required than the roulette, than PayPal
The hoodlums are with the girls and the ParaFal
Apart from the faithful to see the brown's gun
And I'm going down the alley with the team's tank top
With the siliconed, dressed, high
Causing a commotion, the flock of brothers
Perverted opium and it doesn't stick if you're a jerk
Inside the alley knows the space
Seeing, the cops even think this is easy
I enter and always leave
Always learning from the rats
Always learning from the old saying
That a good hoodlum walks without leaving a trace

So it is
Follow along because now the scared son of a father
Saw the guys with the thread and the big girl spinning
Now we're in sports mode
So it is
Follow along because now the scared son of a father
Saw the guys with the thread and the big girl spinning
Now we're in sports mode

What was little I made it spin
Time passes, facts change
We're tired of crying
I'll force it everywhere
Let the rocket fly
The kids are advanced
Kicking wherever they go
And the beautiful ones ask for contact
I passed by the food that was on the radio
In the crazy spin of a hustler, weekly adventure
We will follow our plan
Calculating on PayPal
We're making money with the dollar
For us, this is normal
And today in the outfit I'll look nice
So who would say we're rich
We closed the Vitrinni VIP box
I spent 20k on hookers and whiskey
And she throws it in my face
Throwing that ass up
Asking who's with the babe
Whispering in her ear, naughty
Aahhh

So it is
Follow along because now the scared son of a father
Saw the guys with the thread and the big girl spinning
Now we're in sports mode
So it is
Follow along because now the scared son of a father
Saw the guys with the thread and the big girl spinning
Now we're in sports mode

Chill
Young counting a profit
We are media and they like it
But some hate it
I know it's hard to accept
The kid in the Panamera
In a different league
Hunting mermaids in the sea
And on Friday the kid goes to the party
With the team's shirt
On the squared face
Leading in front with the voice
How they don't forget
In the scene we're fierce
Do your part and cash the check
Don't accept, make it easy
Want to live my life
Thrown in the favela, no one gave anything
Two years later I'm driving abroad
Gold diggers don't fool the hustler
Saying it's work
But I've seen you in the scandal
Throwing yourself

Seen us around
The disguise on the ruler
Bitten by the break
From zero ship to the pawn
But you won't see us counting coins anymore
Nor running through the break with change to catch the bus
Today in sports I'm much more comfortable
And in the daily struggle we've improved
Who rooted against me, I'm leaving a strong hug
You'll be shocked when you see another one that the little guy launched
We're much stronger on the track
You can say, you didn't believe
And now it's us who are forcing
Counting notes, day of glory

So it is
Follow along because now the scared son of a father
Saw the guys with the thread and the big girl spinning
Now we're in sports mode
So it is
Follow along because now the scared son of a father
Saw the guys with the thread and the big girl spinning
Now we're in sports mode

Fragrant and in our outfit
Playing this Audi
I'm in the north and the bitches bark
On the speaker listening to hoodlum
A lot of gold on the string spinning in the city
In our nicest outfit we close the VIP box
Wanting the bandit kids who break out in the north
And the hidden cops are bothered by the Porsche
Hold on my friend today envy suffers
Everything is under control, progress activated
Evil is rotten, that's why I'm shielded
Fire in the smoking jacket, smoke the ice with tobacco

We're going to dock nicely
The way we wanted
No mercy for those who took it away
Will see us shining like a debut
Now envy suffers
Seeing the big mustache gang
With God and never with luck
I'll take a spin in the north
To see what the deal is
In the joint exudes quality
Rose to the head
Hit the popcorn cart
In the idea without rudder and fire
So it is, so it is, so it is
Comedy backs up
It's customary to smoke one
In the favela with my brothers
It's normal for the envious
To envy only those who are good
It's common for these bandits
To want to get close
So it is, so it is, so it is
I'm fragrant and elegant
In Dior I'm on the strip
Shining in the massif
They wet their panties
Million in my account
Without love I'm on the track
Blurring in the fraud
Throwing the stick in the
Ham, so it is

So it is
Follow along because now the scared son of a father
Saw the guys with the thread and the big girl spinning
Now we're in sports mode
So it is
Follow along because now the scared son of a father
Saw the guys with the thread and the big girl spinning
Now we're in sports mode