Mi Cuernito Recortado
Los Buitres de Culiacán Sinaloa
My Chopped Horn
How beautifully my chopped horn used to crow
When they tried to kill me in my armored 300
I just lowered the window a bit and pulled out the cannon
Made everyone run and let out a big laugh
They thought it would be easier to take me down when I was alone
I hit some in the chest but couldn't kill them
Because they all wore bulletproof vests and mountain gear
But I don't want them to think I forgot about that feat
I like to fight face to face, that's how I'll die one day
And I'm not afraid of death, but I prefer to live
I love to protect the boss when I'm in the caravans
With a .50 rifle that pierces through armor
We stroll around Sinaloa, everything is settled here
Although there are some enemies we haven't gotten rid of yet
But I assure you they'll soon be gone
Either they run like rabbits or they'll die here
Remember, it takes a big move to kill me
Because I won't be scared when I'm in armored trucks
Remember, it makes me laugh when I make them run
With my .50 caliber, I'll pierce through them
I like to fight face to face, that's how I'll die one day
And I'm not afraid of death, but I prefer to live
I love to protect the boss when I'm in the caravans
With a .50 rifle that pierces through armor.