El Guero Bastidas

Unnoticed discreet and quietly that's how the friend is,
He doesn't have the facade of being in the mafia but it's his destiny,
He knows how to work, lend a hand to a friend and help his people,
Few friendships and among them is the one with the boy Vicente.

I'm not so short nor am I tall but I'm fair-skinned,
I greet the M clique and also the shorty's clique,
The 6 a good buddy who cleans the job over there on the border,
The number 1 a serious friend who doesn't rush.

The walls talk, that's why I do my jobs quietly,
In confrontations, I fought a lady over in Sonora,
The number 11 faces off with bazooka, grenade, and pistol,
These are things that happen, mishaps of the last-minute job.

There won't be violence but don't get involved, listen to your instinct,
Beautiful women, a challenging look, a super gun at the waist,
He seems calm and often parties when he has free time,
He has key pointers, armor, and heavy calibers.

Dressed in black, Death looks for a coat when it's time,
I also get ready and dress up just for the horses,
And to work or fix a good job, I've moved forward,
I have the payment and the support of the big shots.

I'm leaving but not before making it clear that I'm from Sinaloa,
To be exact, I'm from Culiacan where there are brave men,
I have to be alert and attentive to everything, I'm going up now,
But when I come down, I'll be partying, no doubt.