Se Alboroto La Perrada
Los Tres Reyes
The Pack Got Riled Up
The pack got riled up, we had to split up
But don't think it's out of fear of being locked up
We're more needed outside, who else will cook?
From north to south of California, the streets were left empty
The glass installers are nowhere to be seen in their fancy trucks
But it's just dogs and rats, the area is infested
From San Diego to San Francisco, from San Jose to Modesto
And throughout California, Sacramento, Plano, and Fresno
Sinaloans and Guanajuatans always risk their lives
In the dance halls, the mafiosos are few
They don't show off like before when there were good deals
They don't go out due to caution, there are many rabid dogs
(And here's a shoutout to Jorge Nuñez and all the hardworking folks from Guayameo, Guerrero)
The cat died out of curiosity, don't forget
By the order of new agents, many have had a hard time
If they don't kill you, you'll end up in jail
Beware of the barking, dogs bring trouble
A barking dog doesn't bite, as the old saying goes
They only attack in packs, like bees in a hive
Up with my Sinaloa, Jalisco, don't lag behind
Also Colima, Guerrero, and Michoacan with their powers
We must use intelligence to avoid falling into their traps