Regreso El Sinaloense

Here I am in Sinaloa
Where I find myself again
Riding in my brand-new cars
In which I go cruising around
My friends are with me
My buddies Pepe and El Macho

Heading towards the neighborhood
'Cause I want to hear the band
And have them play my songs
The ones that touch my soul
The Sinaloan corrido
To kick off the party

They call me The Sinaloan
Everyone already knows
Everywhere I have friends
Who will always be with me
I give my respect to the government
Wherever it may be found
Here goes, buddy Juan
And long live the neighborhood, listen

In my tinted Silverado
I'm heading to La Concepcion
Through the Oak Path
Where I always come and go
I like to look at the mountains
I truly love them

I want to send a shoutout
To all my friends
To the people from Culiacan
Where I also have friends
Soon we'll see each other there
So they can drink with me

I can already hear the band playing
The one from Limon is with me
My father and my brothers
Only my mother is missing
But I know that from heaven
She sends me her blessing

With this, I bid farewell
One thing I'll tell you
Don't mess with the wasps
Don't try to be too clever
Because in all of California
I have very good friends