El Viejito
Darey Castro
The Old Man
Under some dark glasses hiding his gaze
He walks slowly, almost never slips
And as he knows what he's talking about, he doesn't get tangled up much
In words, he carries 18 gunshot scars on
His body, he almost lost his life
There in the dry stream but he answers
With lead to the rival, sent him to hell
With his hands already weak, death approached
He grabbed a .38 Super, pulled the trigger with
His teeth, and killed his rival
He has a thousand hobbies, Don Juan appreciates that
He's protected by MZ, 7, and Joaquin Guzman, greetings to
Chapito Lomas, Pelos will get the message
They call him the commander, Don Juan also the old man
He's taking care of a little guy
Who escaped from prison, he's fond of the boss
They've known each other since they were kids
He carries a rifle, but mine are worth more
I don't need to run because I have many shots
To defend my people and take care of the little guy
