If you are poor people humiliate you
If you are rich they treat you very well
A friend joined the mafia
Because he no longer wanted to be poor
Now he has plenty of money
They pay him in sacks a month.
Everyone calls him the centenary
For the jewel that shines on his chest
Now everyone sees him differently
All his contempt is over
Just because he brings the latest trucks
You see him with the peso sign.
The Gabacho government is persecuting him
But he doesn't stop working
To the Ángeles goes every so often
And he returns with a fortune
He receives orders from above
And he carries them out no matter what.
He is already accustomed to danger
And That's why he's not afraid of anything
In a corvert he walks calmly
Through Tijuana and Guadalajara
Through Los Angeles and San Francisco
And also through Las Vegas Nevada.
You make money through the mafia
But you need courage
Because here there is no kinship
No mistake is allowed
You are always raffling off your skin
With the laws or with the boss.

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