Burreros
Cartel de Santa
Drug Traffickers
Farmers killers, Latinos
Watch out if you cross my path
I arrived for my neighbors, the ticket to travel
I'm the headache they couldn't stop
45 drug traffickers walk through my paths
And I don't give a damn about 187
Because we're nothing new, the nation will flood
With more dollars they invest, they'll never stop me
Because I'm the criminal who never backs down
13 balls to the front, not a gram will come back
My people are calm now because they can eat
I don't need planes, I don't need trucks
I have all my trust in a group of thieves
Whom I respect when they cross the desert
Too many have fallen dead
Carrying grifaldavalles, they all know my shortcuts
And if they need a pull
They know I won't back down
Even if it's very tough, tough, tough
Watch out, watch out, damn. Watch out, watch out, damn
If it was easy for you, it's because I'm tougher
Watch out, watch out, damn. Watch out, watch out, damn
If it was easy for you, it's because I'm a badass
Now that you mark it, you'll want to plant it
But that's where it bounces back
That's why I inflate the weed
So the rhythm is perfect
And you give me a high price
You used to look at me with disdain
And now you'll be humiliated
With saliva or without saliva, however you like it
Just never forget, I get whatever you throw
And even if the border patrol sees me
And I'll flood a nation
I'll keep crossing weed from Michoacan
We're not satanic drug lords
But we sow panic
We have more powers than the Fantastic Four
With wings of record, we're making echoes
Planting fear in the head of any
Damn pig