Gangsters À Sexta-Feira

Gangsters on Friday

The world turned upside down
The kids give their ass for swag
Most of primary education are ducks just go 'quack'
The kid in mischief, the older one laughs
And said that the son who is dread
But has such a tight ass

Wants to poop can't, I hear 'ehh'
Save me the stretches for the journey
Bad face you're disfigured
But you pass for a bear figure
I've noticed in you too much impulse
So much attitude that is very brave
I want to see with the handcuff on the wrist

They're gangsters on Friday
Don't celebrate boy
Because when I die
Who rules my cave is my sperm
It may not hurt but I know it grinds
It may not grind but I know it hurts
And welcome to Dillaz's house
With triple the party of Toy's house

And now wait... for ladies you turn into a beast
Do you think there might be a problem
Inside it hurts
Because you went crazy
That sucks you and doesn't consider
Trying to create a cover, kill on the sly
The world turned into a mess

War disappeared
Bin Laden died
Look how funny, he didn't see a damn thing
Here we don't eat groups boy
And my older one had already taught me to keep humble powders
There's no bread for the crazy ones boy
You can believe we risk
And always calmly
We never stop, stay tuned
Put on the kimono, tell your master we've arrived Dillaz & Spliff

Now divide or even multiply
How many dads scolded, cried, exhausted the girl's excuse
Played but didn't believe she is
Much more than just pretty
Just big girls listening to Dillocas
Until their ears get tired
And I no longer maintain respect
For the troop that deceived me
If one hand washes the other
Tell me then who washes the one who washed
I'm tired of the same question
Who do I stop with
Where do I come from
In my pocket what I have
Where do I go
I follow the road, I owe nothing
I make my sound because my troop
It's easy to show up, hard is to have something original
That matches
Doing what you don't feel is the same
As never doing what gives you a mural
Who makes you grow
And then you'll see it's not about showing up
How many won people over with money and pleasures
They rise in a week and such
And the rest is to go down, talk about humility and stuff and such
I never saw them being, I never saw them being
It's so easy to show up

They're gangsters on Friday
They're gangsters on Friday
They're gangsters on Friday
And then you'll see
That it's not about showing up
With money and pleasures
The rest is to go down
I never saw them being
And then you'll see it's not about showing up

How many won people over
With money and pleasures
They rise in a week and such
The rest is to go down
Talk about humility and stuff and such
I never saw them being, I never saw them being
It's so easy to show up

(A hug to all the gangster who do out of necessity)
They're gangsters on Friday
A middle finger to every fool who is a gangster just out of vanity
They're gangsters on Friday.