Olegario Chaidez

With a drink from Chacala, my breath left me and
Ideas came
More than 170 years in generations, said the
Label
The Chaidez in the registry have had lows and
Highs, a new era is coming
It's Olegario from Pila, Chaidez by inheritance, from
There from exile
In Chacala there was work, he left and worked hard
To make money
He gathered some money and opportunities arose, and
He soon entered the arena
It was in Reynosa, Tamaulipas, on that border
Where he settled
And from business to business, profits
Remained, then he crowned
They saw a shining brilliance and to
Turn it off, someone quickly approached
In a Benz, Olegario was with
Manuel talking
When suddenly long guns were firing
Shots, shattering
Wallets and windows, because Olegario
Only got grazes
It's a path we will all walk, death
I do not rule out
Because that is the most certain, but that day
Was just a fright
I was pleased not to leave when they
Wanted, today Olegario tells them...
I thank you and all my respects, to the
Great one
And a very strong hug I send to Javier
From here to wherever he is
Few friends like you exist, relative
The 9-7 tells you...
Greetings to Barbarino, compadre and friend, from
Sinaloa
Today I'm up and down, work straight
Nothing stops me
In my mind, I always carry my brothers and on my waist, my gun