Atanacio El 4 Torres
Arley Perez
Atanacio The 4 Towers
I like problems
Nor my enemies
I don't like pending issues
And even less leaving witnesses
My family tempted me
They took me out with a gun
They left us very sad
They swept our path
Horn, chest plate, and gun
Accordion and friends
M2 your cousin
M1 and all his team
The tide rises at night
The sun heats during the day
Day and night thinking
How I would torture them
If I'm already violent
Bursts twisted them
They already knew how it feels
When the knife is sharp
If they wanted to come for me
Why did they attack my son
The offenses and abuse
I will collect them in my own style
A death squad
Is looking for those missing
The whole team standing firm
With r15 and grenades
Under the command of M1
Armed branch of Zambada
An accordion remained sad
It will never play again
The lyrics on the pavement
That he liked to play
Atanacio the 4 towers
Culiacan will miss you
