Blindajes Peña
Gatilleros De Culiacán
Peña Armoring
He has at his command the most dangerous escort
That guards the plaza, arrives with the voladora
And is like the shadow of Mr. Zambada, well
Active for the front, brave blood
Runs through his veins, 10 plus 10 equals 20 and 20
He is the lieutenant they call Peña
In service of the boss, they admire him, fear him
For being fierce, his land is Nayarit and he
A sentinel addicted to danger, any commando
Envies him because among their ranks they would
Like to have him, with the devil in his gaze he
Doesn't tremble for anything, he's an all-terrain
Three rings close streets, padlocks without
Keys I keep control, the boss has
My word, I back his back, shield and
Protection, it smells of burnt gunpowder, smoke
Of bullets, fear is breathed, a devil
Unloads his grenade launcher that spits fire
High-risk element, effective and discreet
Percentage at 100, and with the fuse lit
Pure dynamite, TNT brand, with the radars and
Scanners of the high command they steal the
Frequencies, ready for the unexpected and to
Reverse any 4
Maximum security is the priority, doesn't neglect
Details, when the boss celebrates, alerts are doubled
Enter, no one leaves, it's beautiful and
Sinaloan, the band wakes up with El Prieto
Crispin, the neighborhood of Tierra Blanca my second
Home because I grew up there
Implements operations and clears paths for
The boss, when the ship lands by call
Or code, the convoy is informed, any order
We fulfill for the job, alive and vice versa
Don't ask about the 20, he already has his company
It's Peña Armoring