Yeah.
riding
through nowhere on a rear convoy
if it rains, the night is trash
we climb,
it crashes fast
just waiting for the capital person to call
pens and pens to shape
You know who's in charge of the M,
just like that
Two or three contacts are the ones that I take care of
And if they send hot,
I send them to the other side
You know we only send pure quality
From Colombia, a thousand kilos to traffic
I have the guys crazy,
that's why they ask me more
9P9 brings the shirt,
it's well worn And if they have copies of the radio,
we pull it hot
In briefs I know how to leave it to patrol To go to the next one,
I look at us in a circle
And in the vests there are four and in presents there are no more
One,
two and three are the bosses that we support And G,
L,
knows that here we command the Delta
They look at each other because they are
from Michoacán If they knew what to do,
how many people to execute
And that mint company keeps giving me what to talk about
They feel danger,
I hang my chest and the horn in pieces as if I did not exist
The monsters look from afar,
knocking down the opposite The radios,
breaking the plebs,
taking care Fighting the land of the boss,
we are still present The Deltas,
so you know
One,
two and three are the bosses that we support
And G, L, knows that here we command the Delta
They look at each other because they are from Michoacán
If they knew what to do,
how many people to execute
And that mint company keeps giving me what to talk about