Oh Come on Come and get your broly My hood is not for sale Get rid of the negro, no officer Bro, I'm in the 17th Send me the checks, send me the dollars I'll take the snake back, I'm in the check With your three zonas, I can blow up my car Headband, it's a raja in the P It's the perimeter, yeah I land in Senegal, Brazilian I fly to Beirut Yes, it's my dadinho, man All your bosses don't give a fuck I stress them all, cocaine in the nose It makes me feel good, yeah Stay calm, my friend Bring me your capo I'll show them what they're working on I don't have time, I don't have time You're not happy, you're not happy You're going to run, bro We don't go to Brazil, we're from England We're going to conquer the euro Jack Daniel's, not from Milan I feel like a dono, I put the gun back You can hold it, in front of the calypso, you can Who wants my skin? You only wear blues, you wear Balmain El Bego, you have my glasses on the flanks My bros are crazy, they're looking for crimes like coke Come do your broly, get out, hide the broly My hood, it's fast-moving They're getting rid of the black in gold, yeah Croala, I'm in the G7 We're going to the Czech Republic, we're going to the dollar That I'm going to buy them, I'm in the Czech Republic With your three zonas, I can blow up my car Headband, it's a raja in the P It's the perimeter, yeah Fascinated by the roulette, my mother's life They see the shocks, the youth Today, she's in the Glock, she's between the Glocks They talk about gold in their heads, but gold is the spoon in their mouths There's no warning, you receive the creator, if you see There's war, men stay in the front line The bastards on the bench, they touch For the transnac, when you exceed yourself, otherwise you wash it, you don't touch The gang is there, they do where you touch You smoke a bar, you touch yourself I see a lot of rap on the keys You said David in his V-Boom, oh I put your mother in a Nitu, we start hard after our shots I throw my cellulite, I catch the cellulite I give him his taste, oh You don't have a neck to do the side, fuck cocaine I'm a determined man, I'm going to create the Gita I eat bread, but it tastes good I put the Nitu on fire The O.B.G. is in the new size I'm looking for the crimes like the R.O.M. Come do your role, and we'll get you out of the brothel My car, you don't know this movement Get out of the Negronoff, yeah Cro-la, I'm in the G-section We're going to the check, we're going to the dollar I want to take the chain, I'm in the check I want it to be Zona, I want to take your car I want it to be Zona, I want it to be Zona I want it to be Zona, I want it to be Zona I want it to be Zona, I want it to be Zona