Me Dicen El Chavo
Código FN
They Call Me El Chavo
Son, you are very young
To be out in the early morning
His mother told him one day
She scolded him
But El Chavo didn't listen
And now he's got his people armed
He didn't hold back
He became Zambada's son-in-law
The man gave him the key
He has earned trust
Today El Chavo wears a hat
The mayiza backs him up
I'm not looking for trouble
Life is meant to be enjoyed
But just in case
The little barrel is strapped on
Greetings to the people
From my beautiful Culiacán
I've seen him on the beaches
And also at the ranch parties
There joking with his buddies
Enjoying the band
If a hand is needed
From the guy with the beard
He's a businessman
His word is unbreakable
He sleeps lightly
When it comes to work
The decision is made live
His passion is the girls
See you later
At the Alberquita or the Tejaban
I want the toucans
Codigo FN, to resound now
They call me Felix El Chavo
And I won't let you down