He was an artist promoter
wherever you want
the reality was another what promoted
they were kilos and I enter the big mafia
by the influence of a friend
to enter this business
you have to have them well placed
the patterns told him
you will risk the skin
and he answered very calm
I already know the movement
in the first jobs
He earned the trust
and they acceded to partner
from the powerful band
you are already a child of the mafia
those who command said to him
born alla in sinaloa
very close to the feeder
at the aguacaliente ranch
Tierra de puro bravero
up united towns
says my quintero company
I like to raffle my life
like everything from Sinaloa
when the merchandise arrives
I call all my people
and unless you sing a rooster
the white becomes green
I know one day they can kill me
but being poor I do not want
as they look at you they treat you
the world is convincing
You do not see the flaws
if you are money people
I am the son of the mafia
and I fulfill my duty
kilo distribution per kilo
and hey times that up to 100
the Colombian merchandise
It is distributed very well
by sinaloa and arizona
by california and tijuana
admired in the suburban
by managed quintero
to the side brings a lady
and on the other a grenade launcher
Only among all we can make this a better place :)