Los Tres Gallos

Let me tell you a story
A true story
That in Culiacán, Sinaloa
And other places, it's a legend
Adopted by the mafia
Quintero, Mayo, and Loera
They started from the bottom
But in the eighties
A misunderstanding happened
The capture of Quintero
By DEA agents

And after that arrest
That killed Camarena
He served his sentence
And got out from behind bars
He met up with his buddy
Who’s the real deal
After a betrayal
To catch Loera
They patrolled the boardwalk
They caught Chapito
They had him in their sights

(Puro H records, old man
And we keep... making noise
High command)

Don’t worry, folks
Buddy, crew
Everything will be in your hands
I’ll keep operating
Even if I’m locked up
And the number one is still in charge
I’m three roosters from Sinaloa
Loved by the kids
Because they help the poor
They remind me of Malverde
Great for their actions

Watch out for betrayals
Don’t trust even your shadow
Because you never know where
Trouble might come from
Think carefully, don’t talk about where
And from there, under the radar
Respect is earned
By the real ones
Who work straight
Helping the poor
The one. Mayo and Loera