El Reten
Beto Quintanilla
The Checkpoint
They were at a checkpoint
A platoon of soldiers
The federal judiciary
All very well armed
Waiting for a contraband that had been reported
The head of the judiciary to the sergeant talking
The white load is very large
The one we are waiting for
The head of drug dealers was a federal officer under my command
The sergeant answers: I know Martin well
He is not a man to give up
Fight to the end if not
We make a plan, many of us are going to die
Venia Martin chain in a yellow truck
Two cars crossed him
Police people as if to surrender
I parked on the side of the road
Suddenly opening fire when he saw them forming a ball
Bending almost all of them as if they were made of rubber
The sergeant fell dead to where the Sun rises
A Mauser bullet was heard after the shooting
Caia Martin instantly
Federal chief lying on the road
I was coming out of a grove
When he was dying
Martin tells the federal
You can now put the load aside
Like we did back when you were my boss and report
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