El Cris

They knew he was very brave
And hard to learn
They came to his house
Several government people

But Cris didn't back down
And he received them with horns
They started shooting
Police and traffickers

Men fell badly wounded
And others dead instantly
Until they arrested him
Because he ran out of ammo

They took him prisoner
But the problem didn't end
Because his brother is loose
And operating on the border

His cartel continues forward
Even if the law doesn't want it

Greetings to compa Lepe
And compa RP from Culiacan Sinaloa

Police and feds
Betrayal has its price
They didn't keep their word
And that's disrespectful

So don't be surprised
If you hear the horns crowing
We are Sinaloan people
They already know our style

They crossed the line
And offended the cartel
That's why they're hot
Several little goat horns

Even if the boss isn't home
His word is respected
Those are the rules of the plaza
Carve it into your head

You don't mess with the mafia
And even less with the three letters

We're here 100 percent, compa