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Jardel hit me up, gave me a heads-up on the radio
Asked for a ride and also a double wine
The crew hit the streets
And I don’t wanna say much more
Just give me the secret
Or I’ll throw you in the trunk
The brothers are in the know
You’re gonna be screwed
If you’ve got kids
You’ll just slip by
I’ve got your key
Your secret and the paperwork
Your car’s at the lot
In the parking garage
If you’re not aware
Let me break it down for you
I didn’t take the wheel or let the air out
You know why?

It’s an order, an order we can’t scratch
It’s an order, an order bring your car over here
It’s an order, an order we can’t scratch
It’s an order, an order bring your bike over here

Fb hit me up, gave me a heads-up on the radio
Wants a Hornet and a double wine
Our crew hit the streets, all hyped up
Rolling with a bunch of guys and a "good ride"
The crew’s fired up, I don’t want trouble
This one’s for Jansei, Fb, and Naíba
Hey hey Manu Pufa, Manu LK, the crew’s ruthless, ready to take you down
Pay attention to the real talk, you’re gonna be in trouble, the crew’s heading to the central bank
Send all the cash, pay attention, hey this is our funk
My dude in the big lot

It’s an order, an order we can’t scratch
It’s an order, an order bring your car over here

If you didn’t catch on, or if you still haven’t seen
They closed off Marechal Rondon, and closed off Brasil
The kids are hyped, look don’t get involved
They brought a Pajero, a Corolla, and a Hornet
It’s wild, see if you can handle it
The crew’s on the streets, but only taking orders

It’s an order, an order

Hey, hey I’ll explain, check it out
The crew already gave the heads-up, you’re gonna be screwed
If you’ve got kids, you’ll just slip by
And it’s wild, and the kids are hyped
And when they hit the streets, they only take orders

It’s an order, an order
It’s an order, an order

And MC Tição and his crew, waiting in this ride
In the waiting line, the cops are coming, arresting this bunch
Putting the punks’ faces in the toilet, the cops are throwing punches
They’re crying, saying they didn’t do anything
But they were recognized on the streets, messed up, we’re gonna get beat, what a mess!
There’s so much blood flowing, so much pain in my body
I’m a thug, a punk, a thief, and a hustler
I’m getting the payback for the shit I pulled
Your doctor of mercy, stop hitting me, just kill me already
Don’t send me to the station
Just shoot me, blow me away, because a thug has to die!
And Chatuba, get ready! The man in black is coming! Taking everyone!
Shooting in your backyard! MC Tição is first in line
Then your crew will follow! Your order is coming
It was sent by the devil from the depths of hell!