Rap das Armas

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Dendê Hill is tough to invade
We, with the Germans, are gonna have some fun
'Cause in Dendê, let me tell you how it is
There’s no easy ride, not even for the DRE
To climb up this hill, even the BOPE shakes
No easy ride for the civil army, nor for the cops
I give mad respect to my friends
But Dendê Hill is also God's land

Faith in God, DJ

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Dendê Hill is tough to invade
We, with the Germans, are gonna have some fun
'Cause in Dendê, let me tell you how it is
There’s no easy ride, not even for the DRE
To climb up this hill, even the BOPE shakes
No easy ride for the civil army, nor for the cops
I give mad respect to my friends
But Dendê Hill is also God's land

Here comes one with an AR-15 and another with a 12-gauge
Here comes two more with pistols and one with a .38
One’s leading with a URU, escorting the van
There are two more in the back, but they’re packing Glocks
Friends I won’t forget, nor put off for later
Here come two little brothers with 7.62
Firing shots in the air just to test
With INA-Ingratek, UZI, or Winchester
They’re bad guys, and nobody works
With AK-47 in one hand and a machine gun in the other
This rap is dope, I’m telling you
Who are those guys with M-16s?
The neighborhood says they can’t take it
At the favela entrances, there’s already .50s
And if you catch a round, will you scream?
Whether it’s .50 or .30
But if it’s Germans, I won’t wait till tomorrow
I’ll take out the bastard with a shot from my Pazão
'Cause those Germans are all shady
They come with old guns, fire two shots, and take off
And if it’s not a revolver, I’ll break it with my fists
And I’ll finish the rap blowing up with a grenade

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Here comes one with an AR-15 and another with a 12-gauge
Here comes one more with a pistol and another with a .38
One’s leading with a URU, escorting the van
There are two more in the back, but they’re packing Glocks
Friends I won’t forget, nor put off for later
Here come two little brothers with 7.62
Firing shots in the air just to test
With INA-Ingratek, UZI, or Winchester
The neighborhood says they can’t take it
At the favela entrances, there’s already .50s
And if you catch a round, will you scream?
Whether it’s .50 or .30
This rap is dope, I’m telling you
Who are those guys with M-16s?
But if it’s Germans, I won’t wait till tomorrow
I’ll take out the bastard with a shot from my Pazão
'Cause those Germans are all shady
They come with old guns, fire two shots, and take off
And if it’s not a revolver, I’ll break it with my fists
And I’ll finish the rap blowing up with a grenade

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