QUEBRADAS 2 (feat. MC Lipi, MC Ryan SP, MC Hariel, L7NNON e DJ GM)

And there DJ GM, it's GM on the beat
Hello!
A strong, sincere and loyal hug
For the original warlike thugs
We are the periphery, coil in the coil
And any broken place becomes my backyard
Jardim três maloca, which is my root
It was there that I was born and became bigão
Here it's bold, 220 volts
Where you come across those who don't get shocked
Sunny weather, there's a game on the hill
Dakar team, the guys are tough
And it burns fat, sets fire to the people
Worth 50k and a golden cup
I remembered the relics, took them out of the trunk
From the east, a legend created in Jaú
With flip-flops and shorts at Barracuda
And I got involved with the crazy girl from the South Zone
And I came from there, many others too
From where the son cries and the mother doesn't see
The dream of the thugs is to live (happily)
And a lot of cunning to survive

Regardless of where it is
Greetings to all the broken places
Mine I carry in my heart and won't let go for anything

Regardless of where it is
Greetings to all the broken places
Mine I carry in my heart and won't let go for anything

I managed to buy a house for my mother
That I managed to give my father a new car
It's a celebration, we'll have to pop champagne
Remembering is never too much
Releasing balloons, playing cops and robbers, bonfires and spinning tops
Times as a kid, shoutout to Gordão who gave me the alias MC Lipi
And today I'm this Lipi that many people know
Partner Jaca, Dudu, Vitor and Dedé
And when I was on foot, he took me in a square Golf
To Pereira's studio to record the first track
And when we came back we had to push the car
Partner Cincão who gave me five for the bus
Paid for my bus fare and believed I would make it
At my first show I sang to five people
And one of those people was him who was there

Oh, how I miss sending the anima to the corner
Oh, how I miss the partners on the beat, in the palm
Oh, how I miss playing soccer on the street above
God protect my broken places

Regardless of where it is
Greetings to all the broken places
Mine I carry in my heart and won't let go for anything

With us there's no massaging
A strong one for the thugs from Zaki Narshi
A piece of the map where there are only crooks
We're black and white, I'm a Corinthians fan
Don't tremble at the base, we're on the same page
With the same desire that I chased kites
I sought a smaller uprising, a mother's saint
Barefoot on the field, I've drunk water from the spout

Good times, huh? Too bad they don't come back
JB's mischief, heading to Vila Aurora
Sinister broken place, Oroca doesn't stick
East Zone, West Zone, South Zone
(And the North, my brother?)
It's us who play

Regardless of where it is
Greetings to all the broken places
Mine I carry in my heart and won't let go for anything

From Vila Aurora is where I came from and learned
That to leave you have to know how to arrive
Illuminated by God, be all the broken places
My voice now rolls through the air

A strong one for Jardim Peri, right there
At Boi Maiada, there are several partners there
To enjoy a samba in Vila Maria
A funk at Elisa, put Tiger to roar
Spin at Fantalles hill, several top
Laceando Zona Noite
Highlighting the location
Several beauties parading
Others competing
To see who comes with their butt on top of the big car
It's just good crooks
The future is the little ones, another sport
Another goal from Shaolin, another from the old man
For the new generation, if you want to evolve
The little one doesn't slack, no

Regardless of where it is
Greetings to all the broken places (and hey Paulinho)
Mine I carry in my heart and won't let go for anything

I come from where many didn't see their child grow up
I come from where we survived with little
Where the child cries but in this case the mother doesn't see
Because she has to take care of other people's children
Time pulls my capivara and sees that we're not stupid
Without stumbling on the journey and without sending a message
Comedy knows we're making some money
RJ unfolds us to have a chat
Vila Vintém, Vila Kennedy, Vila Aliança
The faction is faith in God and in the children
To find me, I'm in the accesses of CDD
Complexo da Penha, Vidigal, Rocinha, Nova Holanda

On Sundays we go down to the square
On finals day we raise the cup
We're monkey grip, the best in the field
The little ones are tough in soccer and tough in fighting
Shots in the air, championship
Adapted, equipped car
We're not born the son of a scared father
Most were born with their father buying cigarettes

Regardless of where it is
Greetings to all the broken places
Mine I carry in my heart and won't let go for anything

Regardless of where it is
Greetings to all the broken places
Mine I carry in my heart and won't let go for anything

Hey big man, Jardim 3 Marias
Us and the East, hello at the stop
Faith in God and in the children
And a strong hug to all the broken places
(Directly, Lovefunk studios)
Talked, bro
It's GM on the beat hitting another one
Hitting another one