A convoy of four cars
The patrolled terrain, and only people of the boss
From the plaza, they bring control
How can we forget that day, on the radios you could hear
Things heated up, get ready with the equipment
We quickly activated, headed to the capital
We came to get our hands dirty, orders from boss Ivan
We risk our lives, we are well prepared
We won't back down, Culiacan is respected here

Yeah!
And we're tough, old timers
Only narco corridos

We navigate through the ranches, everything is under control
And the support is at its best, greetings to the boss
Bulletproof vests and long rifles, soldiers put on their helmets
The war equipment, they don't hesitate, they take action
So you know, don't mess with us, there are many of us
We carry the big guns, I'm at the front, always ready
Level seven armored vehicle, protection against bullets
You'll see me in a Tacoma, always at a hundred in La Rosca

Yeah!
That's how we roll, old timers

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