Comerciante Del Desierto
Erik Estrada y sus Mal Portados
Desert Merchant
Super customized
With engraving on the handles
In gold his nickname
Always saddled up
Cap and bag slung
They see him very elegant
He gears up for battle
But his main role is a merchant
Highly appreciated by the 6
His little buddy by his side
The friend gives support
He's a bull for work
Leaving everything very clear
100 percent tough guy
Coordinating his people
Through the sky, in the sea, and in the desert
Catarino and the rural police
The band pleases the old man
With a glass of Buchanan's
And a sigh, he's content
Nicknames sound on radios
For his honor they walk quietly
Always fair with everything
Ready and very simple, the buddy Guico
"Just so you see we're not just messing around
Or that we won't, escape to the desert..."
Very welcome in the lowlands
And in Sinaloa they respect him
Always loyal to his cartel
Always carrying the flag
Many years working
In power, he has experience
Very close to Gonzalo
He's part of the MZ company
They gave it to him across the pond
Very close and in the desert
In a meeting, the green ones
Lost their discretion
Among the cacti and branches
He was able to make way for the people
Washos with dusty eyes
They were left very alone suddenly
Chief of high discretion
With very good connections
Those give great results
He has shown it in his work
The tough guy sees him as a father
Always at the uncle's command
I heard he's heavy in everything
The humble brings it in his blood, buddy Guico
