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May Allah and God forgive us
May Allah and God forgive us
May Allah and God forgive us

Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh

May Allah and God forgive us
Those who ended up in prison for their sins
Those who fell into temptations
And are still stuck in the world of alleyways
May Allah and God forgive us
Those who ended up in prison for their sins
Those who fell into temptations
They are still stuck in the world, they say (money, money)

Those who are still stuck trying to earn their bread
Those who are and call the problem, then they leave
Those who say they will help you and think they are Peter Pan
And end up on Diazepam
Those who are still behind bars, above all
Adult prison, juvenile prison
Those who truly suffer and still carry on
They keep serving without anyone crying for them
Those who keep making burglaries
Those who suffer more than two persecutions
Those who like to steal trucks
And along the way save more than two million
Those who prefer to spend and overspend
They even climb the steps
Those who prefer to talk
Even though they may lose due to investigations
Those who are accused because of their face
And they are arrested because of their face
They arrest you and tell you to your face
And they don't even know where they are coming from
Those who spend on gold
And keep the bundle of silver
Those who pass boxes of Marlboro
So that Piccolo doesn't bother them

May Allah and God forgive us
Those who ended up in prison for their sins
Those who fell into temptations
And are still stuck in the world of alleyways
May Allah and God forgive us
Those who ended up in prison for their sins
Those who fell into temptations
They are still stuck in the world of alleyways

To the facts chest, and what is done is done
Those who are still stuck on the route and it doesn't cost them
On top of that, they have a family to support
And you quickly get it, you count it
Those who like the four engines
Because the three over time has fallen short
Those who say they sell pieces on the street
And then in my neighborhood they quickly cut them
Those who have already disrespected us
And for disrespect you have already slapped
Those who had to steal to buy their child
A piece of birthday cake
Those who robbed with violence my neighborhood
Without being able to hit because they had respect
Investigations without being able to win
So it will be to earn money, it was discreet
Those who catch, who have hunted the bushmen
Those who failed me and said brothers
Those who in my neighborhood have been veterans
And respect was then earned
To P and the team that triples
And work on the street and never to the public
Those who think they throw me and sting me
The only thing they do for me is ridiculous
Those who are real, real drug dealers
And not like subjects, it's a bitch
They have a lot that came out of the shit
And they shut their mouth in business
Those who shoot at the slightest change
And for money here there is no exchange
Those who rent a Lambo for Instagram
And the only thing you are, a sycophant

To Coleta, to Beny, to Sufi, and to all of the band
Organized family band
Good life, bad life, I never know that
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May Allah and God forgive us
Those who ended up in prison for their sins
Those who fell into temptations
And are still stuck in the world of alleyways
May Allah and God forgive us
Those who ended up in prison for their sins
Those who fell into temptations
And are still stuck in the world of alleyways

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Organized family band
Organized family band
Organized family band
Organized family band
Organized family band
Organized family band
M.D.L.R
Organized family band
Organized family band
Organized family band
M.D.L.R
Organized family band
Organized family band
Organized family band
M.D.L.R
Forgive, forgive
May God forgive us
May Allah and God forgive us-ah
May Allah and God forgive us-ah
May Allah and God forgive us-ah

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