Carro de Malandro

Gangster car
Gangster car
Gangster car
Gets intimate when it turns the corner

Gangster car, full version, shows off the tough guys
Gets intimate with force, shutting up the snitches
We in our big hats, smooth talkers in the hood
Mosquito is pissed off and when it turns the corner, it's a scare
Ten o'clock at night, diplomat on the street
Neon on the dashboard, talisman in the glove compartment
In the glass a Cointreau, for love, for real
In the bazooka the rap screams and the girls go crazy
Like an express train, underground, take a risk
Rich boy from the noble class, in a Civic with whiskey
We have six mouths, sly Chevette
Here it's a gangster car, badass Caravan
On the street it's the convoy in a feverish rhythm
Goes up and down the hill and the cops are clueless
A snitch on the highway, because we don't pass the checkpoint
The doca is on top, turn up the sound, no problem

Gangster car
Gangster car
Gangster car
Gets intimate when it turns the corner

Gangster car gets intimate when it turns the corner
Undoubtedly through the streets of the hood
The cops light up a joint, rap plays in the block
With the trunk open, it livens up the kids' race
Firm there, in the alleys it's just us
At the corner of secrecy, just turn off the headlights
Plenty of energy, those who see at dawn run
In a spider's web, mosquito doesn't sleep
In a gangster car, there's no room for jokes, on the way
From quilombo DF to my place, always sharp
Among the cops we disguise, just sneaky, making fun
Camouflaged with the girl in the passenger seat is easy
At the school gate, those who are on the move are aware
Feverish like the reddish sunset
It's like Bob's eyes at the Saturday party
Turned off the headlights, stopped, opened the windows
The undercover cop, suspicious at the bar
Also four tough thugs, look at the silver
Gangster is gangster and those who can't handle it back off

Gangster car
Gangster car
Gangster car
Gets intimate when it turns the corner

With the witches, at night we hit the road
Got away with it when the cop shouted
There's the gangster car, catch, catch, who's there?
But through the smoke can't even see the caps
Catch, catch the six mouths on the highway, I wanna see
It's all good, go crazy, when the engine roars
No worries, ten minutes from the hood we're home
Stop for a kiss, grab a cold one
Just on adrenaline, who's there, the asses run
We're here, tomorrow another hangover
Just cruising, go crazy if you don't run
All good, of course, I know that living is the best
Didn't mean any harm, pass the ball, it's over
Gets intimate when it turns the corner, it's just a hood car