Adiamantado goes The 09,
In the iron grips you have,
And a horn plated on one side,
By Culiacán terreneando,
The Tacomas circulating,
And he comes in command ??
Those times with Barbarino,
I could say they were my pininos,
Today with Archivaldo I am within range,
With ?? El Panu ?? and Alfredito,
I offer my support and equipment,
Glue the scream ??
I pray to my little girl from the scythe,
Because it's the one that always accompanies me,
I go to the missions in hot,
There is nothing left to me,
I go straight to the front,
Do not go through.
(Music)
We are forging a green cigar,
And in Mazatlan is where you turn it on,
And so I hang out and relax,
My childhood I am remembering,
In Tijuana I was raizada,
Today here we walk?
Compa Martial we still remember,
And Don Manuel, even if he's saved,
With Whiskey 18 pa 'ambientarnos,
The Ninis ?? camouflaged,
When they dress as soldiers,
And walk enfiestado?
An arsenal has cost me,
My mother, the most sacred,
An elegant demeanor and a good jug,
He misses Rafa Alvarado,
Greetings Rosa and the Vago,
There we look.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)