Bad Boys Lyrics (English Translation) – MC IG, MC Ryan SP

Read the full Bad Boys (English Translation) lyrics by MC IG and MC Ryan SP along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Mc Ig’s music, you can also explore Nois Já Tá Rico and NOITE CARIOCA, two other songs by Mc Ig.

[Intro: Mano Brown]
DJ Glenner
Bad boys
DJ Glenner
The villains, the heroes
Between the cut of the sword and the scent of the rose
4M is the acronym, North Zone on the map
Terror of the system, inspiration for the kids
Two equals, two brothers
More than a million in the containment
Owners of the street, kings of São Paulo
Humility is the law, life is the stage
Sagacious, executioner, fleeting, fast
Among all the bad impressions
Stand out in the crowds
True favela dweller, reference in the ghetto
Poor, black, fierce feeling
Bad boys

[Verse 1: MC IG]
You have to respect the leader who doesn’t eat repeats
Say the name of the man who is the love of your life
Who has the key to a Lamborghini, looks like he’s at Disney
Tomboy mode, I’m like the boy Ney
And the concept of the slum, as usual, simplicity
We who are in the leadership, aware that everything is phase
Focusing on the Golfão, I got the Ferrari right
The pot turned into cash, we’re the ones who make the vibe
Preppy girls sit and bounce, they think the troop is a playground
Only rich kids, we let everyone be at ease
A lot of crime, the playboys are bland
On the steep terrain, bills roll normally
Yesterday it was really foggy and the system acted
But the troop operated, they’re the bad boys of Brazil
There’s a lot of marching in the ships’ and several hotties’ in heat
On Instagram, low profile; on the street, he owns the kennel
Several b!tches in the slum, don’t run away, don’t run

I came in a discreet way, I saw that I’m like Escobar
I’m going to live, I’m going to spend
DJ Glenner, Igor Guilherme on the track, come on, huh

[Chorus: MC IG]
Miami vibes, bad boys, we’re the cream of the crop
Overcoming the sufferers of the slum
Miami vibes, the Ferrari has no license plate
And my crown, a millionaire’s life
Miami vibes, bad boys, we’re the cream of the crop
Overcoming the sufferers of the slum
Miami vibes, the Ferrari has no license plate
And my crown, a millionaire’s life

[Verse 2: MC PH]
We’re the powerful boss, we have everything in the palm of our hand
Those who don’t have it will run because the dollar sign never fell from the sky
If IG takes over the chorus, her panties will fall to the floor
Those who can, can, those who can’t, shake their pockets’ and wait your turn
Ahn, whoever did it, did it, whoever didn’t do it, if they never do it, dies stagnant
Now my ex has come, who saw that I’m rich and wants a piece of it
I won’t feel sorry for you who refused to help me when I was ‘abandoned
Hard, crazy and discouraged, I only had three brothers by my side
But from afar I was improving myself until I saw my progress coming
Until I saw the crown being proud, until I lifted all my homies up
Until I launched a ship of the year, until I saw a gold digger drooling
I can only see the balance increasing, the power made me mocking

[Chorus: MC IG & MC Ryan SP]
Miami vibes, bad boys, we are the cream
Overcoming the sufferers of the slum
Miami vibes, the Ferrari has no license plate
And my crown, great life of a millionaire
Miami vibes, bad boys, we are the cream
Overcoming the sufferers of the slum
Miami vibes, the Ferrari has no license plate (Ahn-ahn)
And my crown, a millionaire’s life (Ahn-ahn, Tubarão)

[Verse 3: MC Ryan SP]
If I don’t pass by your feed, I’m on your TV
More than once a week, one of the most talked about ‘subjects’
Wealth is child’s play today
I became the best friend of these brokers
Besides your mind, I live in the most ‘beautiful’ states
As usual I pass by, I do damage and leave smiling
Yeah, so cry, you idiot, follow my outburst and, but just try, don’t fool yourself
Cadillac is one of the surfboards’ and look, I didn’t even graduate from PUC
That the graduates’ want to experience with the ‘wild’ hoodlums
Default for those who thought I was crazy
We are the new power, it’s not news anymore
Baby, sit in slow motion, without making a fuss
But imagine me in this Porsche, key to the framing
Stopping the favela’, just here and there on the steam
In Galvão, Santa Inês, Vila Ede or Capão
Crazy with bullets with six, Friday on the spinning top (Oh, ahn, ahn)
Today we beat, but we came from the mud
Fame has become my arcade
01 of these rascals’
Our wounds stop because it’s everyone’s business’

[Chorus: MC IG]
Miami vibes, bad boys, we are the cream of the crop
Overcoming the sufferers of the slums
Miami vibes, the Ferrari has no license plate
And my crown, great life of a millionaire
Miami vibes, bad boys, we are the cream of the crop
Overcoming the sufferers of the slums
Miami vibes, the Ferrari has no license plate
And my crown, great life of a millionaire

[Exit: Mano Brown]
DJ Glenner, DJ Glenner
DJ Glenner, DJ Glenner
DJ Glenner, DJ Glenner
DJ Glenner, DJ Glenner Bad boys forever