Al Frente Y Al Mando

With the advanced crew
Calm, but fired up
And a bit aggressive
High-level intellect
Earned respect
Even from enemies
They've tried to take him down
But they can't succeed
Fighting is too strong
Coming in like a storm
Tough guy in command
Gonzalo leads the way

On the wild little horse
With several magazines
Surrounding his belt
Heavy artillery
He's got it all around
Different calibers
R15 fully loaded
Hand grenades
And enough guts
A boss who's a fortress
Who fights and defends
The Sinaloan cartel

Inherited from lineage
Latin squared
And they respect him
Strength and power in both hands
He's humble and heavy
Works and fights
Never holds back
He unloads his weapons
Until he hits the target
Fighting to the death in battle
He'll do it until blind
They haven't defeated him

Night vision goggles
In case night falls
So nothing surprises him
Fast boats on the water
With good engines
Nothing detects them
Always back to back
Supporting the one
Comanche and the kid
360 degrees, the Chinese
And Arturo are firing

Scars from the bullets
Wounds that heal
But never fade
He can read a face
With just a glance
With his amazing mind
He recognizes traitors
And they touch his blood
He won't forgive them
Whoever does wrong
Will pay
He's got outstanding debts
And keeps collecting

A success for combat
Bazooka, anti-tank
Very advanced weapons
Calibers for armor
Fires with courage
And launches grenades
In the air or on the ground
Close or far
One shot per trip
He goes over the sea and desert
Barrett .600
11 is his code

Expert warrior attacking
15 years fighting
He likes to lead
In denim and laid back
Chest rig and armed
With his cap and glasses
Awake and alert
At the front and in command
Challenging fear
For a good friend, it's Gonzalo
For foes and bad guys, it's