Motor 460 a.k.a El Corvette

Look Nazario, we've been waiting here for a long time
And we haven't received any calls
So if you want, let's go, the car is loaded
I have Alderete with me and in case it's needed
I also have the horn, so poke it, buddy

Four racing tires, and the heads cut off
A 460 engine from that corvette, that was crossing
200 kilos of coke, heading to San Francisco

They passed through San Isidro, and waited at the rest stop
For a call with a code, so they could continue
And passing through San Clemente, the border patrol was on their tail

Nazario tells Ramón, the beret is loaded
Just unlock the safety, and if you happen to fail
I'll hand you the AK-47 and silence that patrol

Four shots rang out and the patrol car flew
Veering off the freeway, overturned and engulfed in flames
And from the corvette ahead, no trace remained

They searched in California, but found nothing
And in Santa Monica, the scraps of metal remained
The 460 engine, roaring in another car

Of Nazario and Ramón, nothing was heard again
But what I can assure you, is that the cargo was delivered
Surely in Tijuana, they're spending the money