Drinking, singing, listening to corridos, the band thundering, he celebrates the five but his friends call him Chinese
There are many people by his side but the rest are not enough to kill them, they are the Mayitos Gonzalo, boss Pancho Arce, also the wavy one
The people who protect them are among the mountains and everywhere they wear their breastplate well on their ply horn and activate the spokes
Ornaments with anthrax-style skulls for friends, women, whiskey, beer, the luxury party is already worth it the Chinese
They want me to stop but no, gentlemen, today I am the head, try Juan Mayo Zambada and whoever wants to tempt him, life costs him
The people of Chapo Ivan Archivaldo and Alfredo Guzman arrived directly from the Dorado mini graduate you can't miss
The party is over, turn on the armored car, my people on the road, thank you very much, my plebada bazooka at hand, the Chinese say goodbye