El Regio Traficante
Los Cadetes de Linares
The Regio Trafficker
With ten kilos of the good stuff,
And half a million pesos,
Heading towards California
Rodolfo Cavazos went
And he told his beloved
I'll soon be back in your arms
But one day destiny wanted
To mark a new path for him
Another woman with money
Crossed his way
He gave her his love
His complete trust
He never thought his beloved
Would turn into a snitch
To the place where he arrived
She went to meet him
And the cops surrounded him
Escape was no longer possible
Rodolfo thought of surrendering
When he saw he was surrounded
But he chose to die
And he was the one who opened fire
Taking down
The one who reported him
Five dead instantly
Three cops and a woman
And also a trafficker
Native of Monterrey
Goodbye, northern sultana
I won't see you again
