Escuela de Rancho

Eager to party, the buddy tells the boss
My blood gets stirred up
With this horn in hand
Everything is set for the corrido, get ready to sing it

Just because they see us, kids
Don't think we're cowards
We carry very good weapons, the enemies already know
And we have good money, which makes us look bigger

When the boss gives the green light
We quickly form lines
And even if they jump the order, we can spend the money
The white guys love it when we send vitamins

Don't worry, people
We're not here to scare you
The crew is ready to handle everything
We're from the ranch school and we're here to teach you

And here's to all the folks from Sinaloa, relative

The Vultures smell blood
And they want to eat you alive
When you're cornered, you have to show your fangs
Whenever the water goes down, you have to sniff out the danger

They come from very tough ranches
Sinaloa sees them arrive
We use horns and grenades to work
And Saint Jude watches over us, to enjoy life

From Culiacan to Mazatlan
They're always seen passing by
I know because I composed this corrido over there
Because I'm also from the ranch and I sing the truth

Relative, here's my hand, I want to congratulate you
For the way you handle life
You don't back down
And you get into the business to spend more money