Firme La Roca
Goyo Gastelum
Solid as a Rock
When something is not for you even if you try
6 shots they gave at point-blank range
Badly wounded, almost dead, they left him
But they didn't kill him, the compa roka stands firm
I applaud them for making the attempt
Scars are what I carry on my body
I heal the shots with saliva
In catarino style, the compa nejo introduces himself
Today I live life my way
Good luxuries and I party when I want
There are girls, there are bottles, there's everything
I live the crazy life but I don't do craziness
I carry a .38 super on my belt
Double magazine, I also carry with me
Double support backs me on the road
Avel Cazares is one and the other is my compa tito
In Culiacan, I navigate very calmly
I can say the same about La Perla
Hangovers from another day are my thing
And I'm used to the sun catching me still up
The party started, ruled by the north
I wake up because I'm happy
The Mayitos and also Goyo Gastelum
I greet the mini company of roka or compa neto
