Pura Sombreriza (feat. Tomas Bellardo)

Compa Tomas, we have to play that corrido
What's it called, old man
And Pure Hat, old man
Here it goes, buddy, my skinny
Iron for Culiacán, Sinaloa, old man
And pure Fuerza Regida, old man
Another issue!

And with La Decimona, old man
They say they offer 15 million
It seems very little for so many years
Anyway, I'm here trotting
I come from the ranch of El Álamo

And in Culiacán I'm the boss
I have my people, good outfits
This is Sinaloan mafia
I'm the one with the hat, I'm El Mayo

When the heat is hot
They come to the old man without thinking
I've been in the environment for a long time
More or less half a century

I'm the one who moves the people
Pure hat of Don Mayo
Very influential rancher
Good for business and for horses

And up with the mafia, buddy Tomas
Iron, old man
And whoever feels itchy, old man, let them scratch it, old man

A lot of intelligence for jail
That's why I've never set foot in it
Big histories in the cartel
Not just anyone lasts or has lasted

I'm the one who sets the order
In the mess they've left
I'm the one who if I give the order
Their reign ends

On one side little Vicente
On the other side good support
They kept him away for a while
But now he's working here

I lose them if I'm hot
In a bulletproof I unleash them
The Cabreras on the lookout
Fix everything like lightning

And up with the fechiza, old man
Pull the horn, old man, to hell

Here no one bosses me around
And I always analyze the traitors
Respect is worth more than gold
I don't get along with bullies

They know I tackle everything
The heat waves come strong
Grab the bull firmly
Because it bursts your laces

They say they offer 15 million
It seems very little for so many years
Anyway, I'm here trotting
I come from the ranch of El Álamo

And in Culiacán I'm the boss
I have my people, good outfits
This is Sinaloan mafia
I'm the one with the hat, I'm El Mayo

Hell yeah, old man
And up Culiacán, relative
Pure Fuerza Regida, old man
Iron, old man!