Los Ninis

We are neither children nor old people
If not, quite the opposite
When they have seen a good child
With a rifle in hand
We didn't like school
Neither office work
Nintendo is already boring
We want adrenaline
We Ninis are about action
The mountain sponsors

The Ninis are very strong
Patrolling Culiacan
They are pure twenty-something plebes
They kill each other for Ivan
They are opening the paths
With pure German rifle
Here are more goat horns
Which churches to pray in
When the ninis move

It's not to congratulate

We sleep with the bib
And the little horn on one side
The complaints department
We closed it a while ago

We attack like ants
And we tear them to pieces

We have strawberry fake
I really don't believe it
If they see us with the beer
The boss toasts with them
We have the devices
We have a good budget
How many of us are there? We are several

We are the ones who should
If they are people we respect them
And if we don't go for them

I stand with the minors
With the children of the Lord
How are my kids?
All calm boss
They greet with their eyes
When they are in a hurry

They are very polite people
That none dominate them
They don't forget the race
Not least of those who take care of them

The company threw out the order
The corporal told them seriously
Be ready for eleven
The twentieth is coming, I'll see you
Details on the radio

I'll explain to you along the way
They must be careful
Ivan said so
They know we never fail
We are like a Swiss watch

Some with long beards
Others walk shaved
A touch of Tony Montana
The kids are looked at
They represent the company
The Ninis are a must