Virgulino

(I'm tired of this agony, of getting rich and getting poor, getting rich and getting poor)
We drink Campari, or the ginger one
Louis V on my patty, it's covered in ruby
Bag Louis v, has the Glock, AK, pistol and 223
From corner to corner I make a bag, I make my money flow
I'm going to throw you in the Opala, you're a joke
I didn't see any animal with a chain, but I still have a job
But my son will be born, and there will be a revolution
If you mess with Luhend, you'll get a big one

I'm from Bahia, a real crazy guy
There are many brothers here, always with wit
Crime is not cream, open your eyes, boy
Kid thinks well, you think you're smart
The police scare you and don't want to know anything about it
Take a thin one in your pocket, it's already a reason for a beating
It oppresses you and attacks you, the end is sad, comrade
And there was always a shootout between the youngest who worked
My people are tired, they can't take it anymore
I miss Bucar, the kid was so smart
That's why I want to make money, money with Spotify
There are 4 springs on my feet, and Nike on my chest

There's Nike
I'm going to this mall and spending everything on Versace
Covered in silver, high-carat gold
My troop's motto is always active
There are about seven brothers, always in my position
He betrayed the gang, he's going to get a big blast
I'll catch this traitor, throw him in the ideas'
Then with the girl of the slums, listening to the voice of the guitar
Where I am raised, your life is worth nothing
Making a bag, triple bag, dowry, increases self-esteem
Get ready my bitch, today you can be an artist
Mafia Luhend, no burst control
Alone, x on the phone my image is on the drone
They want me caught red-handed, but it's not going to happen
I'm far from agony, Luhend in the rush
Day night, night and day, making it happen
(Dawn)