Polo Branca 2 (feat. MC Cebezinho, MC Vinny, MC Lipi, MC Leozinho ZS, MC Piedro, MC Magal, Gabb MC, MC Kako, MC Paiva, DJ GM e Odilla)

Since I was young we send march
I remember the walks
Several crazy things I went through, my thing
To be able to make a buck, crazy
Help my people at home
And I was attracted by Lacoste
At 14, 15 years old
I went to work to have
But she was never my plans
Because it's more progress
Inside my house
Full fridge and a huge table on Sundays
But of course she likes the low
Oldilla and GM are with the pure ones just tracing
She's very naughty
Stop, never wants to be mine
I'm here
Where are you going?
Today I don't wait
Just send march
I live a lot, without return
France's alligator, white
And the black polo in the right

Hash spliff
Bulova on the wrist
Legend, like Novak Djokovic
Felina stares at me
With a lustful look
Baby wants
To have fun
I arrived with both feet in the door
Let's go straight to what matters
Always cold and calculating
Several fascists
Worms suck the people
In the racist system
White crocodile
On the black's chest
Foot, ground
Thug
We send a lot of march
The problem is that these
Corrupted lost think they're found
They will fall around me
False due to total failure
We are real
Don't land, it's lethal
We've already finished the game
Oldilla and GM, Rugal

If today is a dance day
We follow the protocol
I wear Nike shoes
And alligator on the polo
We're messing around
And rolling through the territory
Thinking if I leave
The car at home and take the bike
So take out the torpedoes
And put them to accelerate
You know we're the best
So you have to respect
Share your location
I'm going to the other side
Where envy and
The clowns can't reach
I go with Polari, Bulgari
And white polo
Took off the Nike
To put on the Sorayama
It's because today we have
The cards up our sleeve
I'm a crazy life
And the crazy ones say they love

At the party only blue bitch
Hashish grass
It's always fire on racists
And a lot of faith in God
The blonde wants and admits
If a pix happens
What was holy turns
And doesn't want to stop
I go with a white polo
That arrives, scares, changes the flow
Impostor, turned up his nose
Because we arrived
Hypocrites
Who support and give
Oldilla and GM
Winning the Grammy, drak takes off
From the street and school
I always dreamed
To have the cars and the kit
I never imagined
With beautiful girls and several
Rope, but I know well
Who only dreams and doesn't
Wake up, has nothing
Of course you don't remember
But I remembered
In the old days I didn't care
And today you come
Saying that the sound
And the flow is awesome
Ah, impressive
The turns the world takes
Ah, ah, I'm a favela
Ah, I'm going to chill
Shut up the locks
Go into sport mode and accelerate

Strong, strong
I prayed so much and asked for
God's support
The bus turned into GLC
For the guys transportation
Between goings
Scars and comings
It's that I take the bullet
We're enjoying life
Bonjour
As usual distilled
Mafu
With tobaccoed ice
Only light, contrast of black
Collar, white polo
Steals the attention of the girls
South American
I know they want
The last name of the train
23, wants to be by my side
In the comfort of the Benz
Never learns to share
Thug doesn't date
This girl wants power
A smell and a hug
In the dump also blooms flower
Concrete jungle moved by faith
Mandinga always
Returns to those who plot
Heart armored
And the alligator from France

Look at the number of cars
In the garage without a gate
I remember those who
Snubbed and told me no
Suppression of the young
Who drives the tractors
A lot of work and one day
Victory came
Silencing the bastards
Who never helped
Takes the smile off the crown
And makes her proud
Advising the little ones
Not to grab the gun
Respect is essential
To be able to arrive
You have to have your feet on the ground
Not to sink
In this crazy world
Several things and stuff
Evil hates us
We have to watch out
There's a wolf in sheep's clothing
Wanting to stick
The plot has changed
I'm counting too much
There are luxury houses
And voracious ships
There's GM and Oldilla
For them at the party
Smelling good and in a polo
That's how we attract you

I got into an X6 without a plate
In the favela where I was born
I saw those who belittled
Laughing and recording stories
It's funny
How's the fat guy
Just the value of the car costs
The Big Brother prize
The hair in line
Ignorant waist
Shark pendant
Codename of the man
Piranhas in mine
In a suggestive way
Pink ribbon surrenders
We mess around and disappear
And come back when we want
Whoever wants to accept
Dad is on and the heart
Is offline for love
Skank, cachaça and woman
What an old trick
Causing a stir
It's the bololô troop
She wants to be my alligator
To walk on my chest
She wants to be my girlfriend
But we date
She got jealous
After what was done
Who told me to introduce
Your hot friend?

I'm a little guy
But we understand
That wrong is wrong
Right is right
And God
Is inexplicable
In the midst
Of darkness
He reached out
His hand
Crazy scenario several times
Repeated in my life
Seeing my flow, my experience
Of course it intimidates you
We're firm today we
Send and follow the protocol
If the alligator came from the source
If today I go with a polo
That's white
France's splendor
Cool outfit that even
The crocodile smiled
We launch
And the dreads sway
The show is to have the troop, hire
Go get twenty thousand
That I'm on the line
And far from trouble
Wall, family
With the right money
I remember the old days
Everything I went through
I never imagined
To be where I got

I don't know if I'll
Wear a white polo
Today I'm wearing flip-flops
Hair cut, out the chain
She's with the flea behind
The ear to see us alive
The dispousa dress
We put on airs
But with our feet on the ground
If we're forging now
Imagine on New Year's Eve
Friend, feel free
Today you're with the big guys
We mess around and send away
Let it come, don't hold back
Zé, with a lot of faith in what
I write one day I'll get it right
Throwing march back
March style bum
Always connected with those
Plotting against us
And if the world is fierce
I'll be much fiercer than the world
Bum to judge
There are a lot
To help no one comes
But I keep doing my share
Where's the thug
When it was zero option?
Without a knife and cheese in hand
Only glue if it's on the sly
Money buys posture
Only from those who want to sell
It's been a while since I
I'm getting to embrace
If the dream is yours
No one will dream it for you
You'll never know
If you never try
A lot of march in the world
Smelling good and postured
With a white polo
Postured and it's us who start
And Zé polvinho
Is with his tongue on fire
As the troop advances

Versace, find
Rare boy
Who's resting wants to live
Our success, I'm not stupid
Who tried to find a foothold
On the contrary, only found a hit
When your opinion
Is pix then you send me
I live my reality
I'm not an advertisement
Cheap, ungrateful, mare
My lady throws herself
But don't dirty my white polo
Filled up that ship
That I dreamed so much
That armored Mercedes
Today I conquered
And the big ship that I
Asked God for
Today the little one
Roars in the favela
For my old lady
A huge house
Pool, hot tub
Several diamonds
Proud to see me
Exploded in funk
What's worth for many
Is worth nothing to me
Comfort for me
Is a structured house
A drop is a letter
The little one is dated
I don't change for hype
More than a thousand taken
Swallow the tears
Endure the blows
The little one had
A closed mind
But turned the key
And has a millionaire mind