Corte do Jaca (feat. Vinta e Tizi Kilates)

Tz (hey) from the Coro!

Jaca's Cut, wearing these brands
I'm a mess, and she knows it
Crocodile on the cap and on the shirt
When I'm not wearing Versace

Kenner on the feet, Carlton on the balloon
Throw one more, it's all good
Tizi only shows up dressed
Ink with a spear, killing it at the party

She's playing for the crew
All my guys are well-dressed
All my guys with Nike on their feet
Whoever sees it already says: The style is advanced
Always catching the attention of women
Knows that the Coro's is the most daring
You can say whatever you want
But I'm unconcerned about fools

Gold, jewelry, all my guys surrounded
In the wave, no warrant goes up the hill
Here only for the loyal and faith is on our side
No cowardice, freedom for the private brothers

I'm with my guys counting a stack
The bitch in the car seat
But never dare to mess with my crew
There's blood on the sole of the most expensive sneakers

Before, those who talked are now yielding
But that doesn't fly with my allies
You write a book telling the stories
We've been around for a long time, we're not packaged

Check out the Glock, mind and plotting evil
Looks like water (looks like water)
We make it rain as if it were nothing
The clip has lethal ammunition, well-dressed
Expressionless, always with a tough face, indoctrinated

For the media, the experience is illegal
In the big cup there's black, the bot is in the bag
The fine reflects, that's normal
I increase my frag, if the intention is bad

Gold, jewelry, all my guys surrounded
In the wave, no warrant goes up the hill
Here only for the loyal and faith is on our side
No cowardice, freedom for the private brothers

Gold, jewelry, all my guys surrounded
In the wave, no warrant goes up the hill
Here only for the loyal and faith is on our side
No cowardice, freedom for the private brothers