Tá Brinká Com Kem? (part. Dopeboyz)

DopeMusik
(Who are you kidding?)
(Ritchelly)

My bro, avoid and understand the tip
Don't try to play with those who don't play
Torn face, broken head
As a vampire, seeing blood turns me on
Because I'm angry, so don't make me angry
My lawyer is asking for more money
I got a call, I lost another sista
Another guy with a cane and no visitors
So don't risk it, it's the artist's death
Stay online and like on Insta
Stays in Twitter posts
This is a slaughterhouse, we'll gut you
You go from being a rapper to a stripper on the street
If you set foot in a restricted area
You want to come anyway, okay, don't hesitate
If you die for it, we make it easier
(Who are you kidding?) Who are you kidding?
God protects everyone
We protect ourselves with what we have (with what)
Bro, you're not good
If any of you touch it, you'll fry it
Do you know what it raises curiosities?
Ask anyone who touched you, no one asks you
Kill or be killed is the law on the Sintra Line
We behead you and then meditate
Back active for the same reason
We are activist-type militants
I'm an expert at saying no to what you bring to the game, like a noxious person
No filters
The only filter we use in life, nigga, is for our dick
After that a guy doesn't need
Show you who you're kidding?

Competition is starving
We took them all, like a cyclone
Even the big names have disappeared
I just blew you like a trombone
All the same, like clones
And FS above, like they are drones
I don't understand you guys, like a camone
Mercedes same, uniform type
And I won't even talk about the brand
brothers know, swag is hard
I keep a suit full of Gucci, but I wear Vieg Yuro
They criticize me but they imitate me because I have a flow that takes care of me
They send beef, they say things but then they make a face like crying, Scró Que Cuia
It makes you angry, but you take care
What are you going to do to not hear the Prodigy?
And these Stars should give quiet shows like Domingos Dionísio
And I'm the intruder on the top that the son of the streets post
But I made enough money to buy houses with Filho Das Ruas 2

I want fireworks for a team that makes sacrifices to reach your city
I get into the rhythm and you fall into addiction
This is my bizno, the bones of the trade
Not happy, jump off the building
Dead men don't talk, yeah, we will miss you
Because all your harm without exercise is just a rally
I miss Savimbi, my Patrício
Your entire project is fictitious
I've been the real shit since the start
Blood on your shirt, Christmas spirit
Every crazy person's place is in a mental hospital
But my mouth brings benefit
My contract with this life is for life
I'm a street nigga and the street know it

Ahm
Just check out the clean way I pick up my dirty
Deezy never disappoints
'They're saying the kid is a wizard
I enter the field, I summon the Gaucho (he is good)
He's good like James, you heard
I'm LeBron like James
But like Monsta, fuck fame, man
I'm really going to stay strong
I grab the mic, I become an animal
Now you see it's official
You've been listening to a lot of rubbish
Just look at my life
I came to take a peek at the trends
Don't try to confuse niggas
It will give a chilo in emergencies

DopeMuzik is like the Russian mafia
Here the rule is to be followed without fear (salut!)
Sleep late, wake up early
Before the arm a guy cuts off a finger
I'm gonna eat the shake, bring pepper and salt
I feed the increasingly bad pits
Increasingly expensive, just check the trunk
When a guy launches, for you it's chaos
Everyone imitates (everyone dances)
Everybody steals (everybody picks)
Even our flow (but yours is a fake)
You should be ashamed (stupid motherfucker)
Who are you kidding?
Tried the game like a Pro man
The Pro has the sheets of the book that contain
The recipe for you to eat this since yesterday
Get knowledge that flow comes
You sin and you sin every time you steal our pen
Because it hits the club
But you could sell lines at the library door

The rest comes without a hitch
So a guy doesn't identify himself
They change players like Benfica
DopeMuzik cuia, when it comes, it stays
Meaning
That in rap we are the neighbors who greet, come in, don't trust
Bizna lightly, he knows the state is tightening
Supreme Force, my wi, is in another
You are nothing more than a version
Polluted, repeated, diminished, diluted to our
Chinese version, obvious copy
Cold cuts, Warsaw, lean, Ethiopia
Flow is copy, everything is copy
Look is a copy, everything is a copy
All the same like the cops
That's the kind of sound that makes me say to Monsta
To ask his partners if they are joking with whom?

(This one is hosted by DJ Ritchelly)
Who are you kidding?
Waddup, waddup, waddup
DJ Ritchelly is the club
From Wilson club island
Open Kitchen part 3
Who are you kidding? (Who are you kidding?)
You guys aren't expecting this, it's going to break your heads
That's you, big save
Who are you kidding? (Are you kidding me...)
Who, who, who, who, who
Who are you kidding?
(Ritchelly)