La Mesa

We're born fighters, I pull the triggers
Betting on the roosters in avocado territory
The one from Guanajuato, how many green bills were exchanged
And we continue in the fight, a lot of faith placed in Tadeo

In the diesel trucks we pass, raising a dust cloud
In the pipes we smoke towards the Borrego hill
When it comes to work, down, then to the blind spot
And at the table we don't gamble, we talk about what we move

So that things go better
You can see the points of the 'b' for the money
The car washer already has calluses and hit the jackpot
People say, it's whispered, he's a thug

That the grips of a super
I heard they stick out of the pants
It's whispered pure, tough, secure
Waists circulate carrying colts
In the roosters that's true, several hundreds
I bet, I've put a big bill on them

And as usual
Pure fire, buddy, deny
On the same route, old man

Suddenly I go crazy and lose my marbles
That's when the Sun comes out for me, drinking, being with the crew
My buddy Chuy fat as soon as I say frog, they jump
At the table violence is used if needed

We don't mess around, there are no mistakes here, we're people
Friend with whom you should, if they should, they should step up
Up to date or in hot, my patience runs out
And watch out, I have a little horn with little balls

And the baby and the soldier
Guard the 'b' points, that's their job
The car washer already has calluses and hit the jackpot
People say, it's whispered, he's a thug

That the grips of a super
I heard they stick out of the pants
It's whispered pure, tough, secure
Waists circulate carrying colts
In the roosters that's true, several hundreds
I bet, I've put a big bill on them