Aniversário do Colombiano
Tribo da Periferia
Colombian's Birthday
Today is the beginning of our holiday colony
Salute Colombian
Happy birthday to you
Oh the Colombian in charge for years
Joy of the girls, respect of the thugs
Collection of Judas, executioner wants his throne
Love, not even from a whore, faithful only to deception
Oh the Colombian, in the convoy passing by
It's smoke to the sky and the sound playing
So blaze the hydroponic and let the assholes talk
That the world is a teacher and raises awareness in the insane
And what kind of weaponry promotes security
What artifact makes happy those who didn't have a childhood
But what part of hope dies if ambition is put on the scale
Greed, money in hand, smoke
Flew, thief's life is a whirlwind
Few survived the storm in the backyard
Flew, thief's life is a whirlwind
Few survived the storm in the backyard
Flew, today there will be a party in Colombia
Colombian's birthday
Flew, today there will be a party in Colombia
Colombian's birthday
Flew, today there will be a party in Colombia
Colombian's birthday
11 at night, happy to see the street
Beautifying the break, the bonfire and the moon
The kids on bikes going up the main street
It's the current stage of marginal resistance
Several cars passing through the hood
Friday is thick, see Colombia disguised
Populous, uncontrollable, untamable dawn
Where there's a Colombian, the bitches are inevitable
Oh place, I don't care if the cup is disposable
There's no pool here, but it's cool
Oh place, of the runs, enviable Patricia
Enjoy because this life passes
Flew, today there will be a party in Colombia
Colombian's birthday
Flew, today there will be a party in Colombia
Colombian's birthday
Flew, today there will be a party in Colombia
Colombian's birthday
Flew, today there will be a party in Colombia
Colombian's birthday
Oh the Colombian, kamikaze, Mizuno
A thousand goosebumps, not even for consumption
Junior thug wants to bring down the castle
Even pays to see Colombian in flip-flops
Oh bat's little life, comes to disturb the peace
Wants to see Colombia blindly, is an enemy, joins the revelry
And it's raining lighters, Trojans and Greeks
The party is for the warriors, not for the cowards
Take a break
I came to preach loyalty in this land of bitches
A kit of vanity, cowardice, foot of sugarcane
With the hood party, with the life many dream of
But it's not just smoking weed on the corner and showing off a gun
Flew, thief's life is a whirlwind
Few survived the storm in the backyard
Flew, thief's life is a whirlwind
Few survived the storm in the backyard
Flew, today there will be a party in Colombia
Colombian's birthday
Flew, today there will be a party in Colombia
Colombian's birthday
Flew, today there will be a party in Colombia
Colombian's birthday
Flew, today there will be a party in Colombia
Colombian's birthday