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the streets I'm a real shotta
Highest ranked in the city standing tall at 4'11
Shoot em once but he lived gotta plot again
And me and all ma boys waiting till

don't reply she'll be stressing 
What's the 411?
What's the next thing?
I'm on it
Don't stress me
It's appalling 
She dey vex me
Omo tiloriwa
If she wanna

eu to ligado, na unção to envolvido
Efésios 4.11 to no molho jow, conta comigo
Faz sua parte eu faço a minha, assim agente faz a nossa
Deus na frente

Francine Môh e Lino Krizz 4:11 BRZZB1400032 Gaspar Z’África Brasil: voz

Claudio Oliveira: programação (teclado, harmonia e baixo)

Dj Dri: produção e

espaço no mundo 
minha existência é irrelevante 
fuck u!! 


4:11 da manhã perante um surto
minha subcons destrava o que trava
causando curto
e eu puto

to colhendo
e ultimamente tento poupa-las
mas para
com sentimentos que me fodem
to focado na 411
na coffee gang

Mas não esqueço do meu pai, filho da puta
do

Música baseado no texto bíblico de Atos 4:11

Composição: Anfrísio Rocha
Intérprete: Anfrísio Rocha
Bateria: Samuka Rodrigues 
Baixo: Anfrísio Rocha

no se las llevará el viento
Se que los buenos momentos se pasan volando
Ando recordando dime donde y cuando
Viendo el 411 decisiones tomando
Escuela ó

boy won't make it home

Like whas the 411 tryn see what niggas on
And they be police I can't lettem call my phone
I'm Burning shit anybody nigga wea yo

Just wrote somethin 
Goes a little like this

You see
My inner thoughts they keep on workin me
It's 4:11 AM I need to go to sleep
But honestly I

not miss

Anderson better than
Silva genuine
Realer than realtors

This jam moves
Band rules

47 I seen you at dii dance 411
With jas learning dance

I have sworn on my life
I'll be the 411 out of sight
Promise you so eagerly I stand
For everything I couldn't comprehend
Spring is getting darker

Throw it back like a 90s classic (Yeah)
Throw it back like a 90s classic

What's the 411
He got my head gone
'Cause when he page me
I be runnin'

The drink is strictly tea and the poetry shirazy
My main hb (homeboy) busts what up hey yo "chetowri"
My 4-11's sefr hasht, and I'm always in a hurry

My

Giuseppe what I step in
And the Gang is what I'm reppin' 4/11 what I mention
Stepping in sum dirty cause my vision kinda blurry
Imma beat it in a hurry like

let up
Money never fall, that's the bottom self-debted
Ten feet tall, but they say I'm 4'11"
Pass me the ball, I'ma shoot it like I'm Kevin
They all

to prove
Even though nigguhs might think you cool
I can tell by your eyes, you're lonely
No need to be a phony, homie
Show me what's the 411
Or the 412, if

Ayo...

(Zm silindana & razo411)

it is what's the 411 uh
Packin' ya bags, you
Leavin' me fast like
Ooo baby where you goin'
But this ain't brand new
I just can't stand you
Then around

are yeah thats enough Yeah
You know the 411 you know the deal
Put your pride aside and really keep it real
Swang for the home run and got the steal
Now

thought pattern kidnapper
It's America I'm allowed to speak to the press
You got that
What's the name of the company of 411 please
I need to sue you guys

care for me care for me
When you said you were my 911 411 no i can't depend on you for answers
Oh I'm not feeling ok 
You make me feel worse when I'm

411 tunu
Ina ata nnwa chetakwa okpugi
Local disease na adighi ede ya n'ilu
Agam agbalu olu oso
Habulugodu bia we go jump and pass oo
Nwoke nganga ne

Buh I gas use my 411
This area full of 419
Every time my boo keep telling me
I should DO
Her discovery too much
I don’t know what to DO
I come relegate