En Blindadas (feat. Luis R Conriquez)

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The personnel walks in armored vehicles
They see them patrolling in Mazatlán and it's unnecessary
Charging devices for peeling
With Kalashnikov style Iraq Pa burst
The one who gets into the field
I'm not exaggerating, they don't look at it again

Short and long caravans are seen
Walking along the boardwalk
Mini tostones also knock down planes
With pineapples for the explosion

Ready to go into action
Go all the team
They take care of Gabito's back, they call him
To the boss in the corporation

With pixelated clothing
During the day, afternoon and early morning
People are moving fast
Taking care of the coordinates

Codes on the radio ring
And we have to attack
Projectiles are going to detonate
and without crying

The well-worn shirt
Batteries for whatever is offered
They bring a tray and it is respected
Not even the government bothers them
24/7 the plebes are tempting
Taking care of the square so that cons do not get involved

They bring military clothing
Direct line in the capital With Iván
The Guzmans' shirt on
To order they get to work without cutting
8-1 reporting on the radio the area without incident

They control the area marked on the map
If the bars jump, the traka traka sounds
And there are detonations of Erres and Akas
They leave with the flaka, no one escapes

War arsenal for exclusive use
With eggs on one side the goat horns
They celebrate often, the bullfights resound
With live music and bottles of wine

And a lot of people to warm up
A touch of grass to get on the plane
They knock off their sleep with a good pull
Finger on the trigger if a traitor comes out

Let the burning continue, raffle the flag
Here and wherever people from the eighties
The trucks go on the road
And no one can stop them
And the merchandise moves across the border
That leaves the capital

And it brings the original seal of the finest quality
The music plays, the shells burn
For heaven honor the carnal
The boys are in command
Ready to work

Warlike personality
You can see their aggressiveness to shoot
They always bring the lost look
They give you a passport to the afterlife without a credential
Many souls carry in their minds and go in search of more

Just like that, everything is fine, alv
Pure Luis R Conriquez
And his friend Beton Sierra
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And we go to Mazatlán

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