Chuy y Mauricio

It was in a Chrysler car
A 300, they hopped in
Chuy and Mauricio, happy and so content
How could they have imagined
That they'd end up dead.

It was 400 pounds of weed that got loose
Playing with fate
Look how it paid them back,
They caught a ride with the wrong guy
And he paid them with bullets.

In the back seat
Death was already planning
To take the money
And decided to kill them,
Chuy was on the right side
And Mauricio on the other side.

Another grave in San Ignacio
And two families crying
Two fans are missing
From Canelos de Durango
Who in jokes and drunken nights
Alvaro has missed them.

Rancho el Gila, Sinaloa
You won't see them again,
Let the mafia life play on
The group of Canelos
If we were joyful in life,
Let's toast to the memories.