JGL (part. La Adcitiva)

Here we are with my friends from The Addictive, we're going to throw a war corrido, dude
Of course, buddy, Luis R Conriquez, so they start emptying bottles, oldies
Let's get it, my people
Cheers to the good stuff, my people, man
That's how it sounds, buddy, let's go
And that's how The Addictive de Mesillas sounds
With our buddy Luis R Conriquez, man

The general is greatly missed in the capital of the corrido
The capital is San Pedro and it's not alone because here his sons continue
He's the boss, he is and he was
The earth spins and stops if Hugo orders it
One Friday they stopped me in my car because I was driving fast
They told us: Here we are patrolling 24/7
Don't be scared if you see checkpoints
And even less if they're wearing HRL caps

That's how The Addictive sounds, oldies
With our buddy Luis R Conriquez, man
It's on now, man
Let's go, man

The minors have become adults and what they have plenty of is people
This life doesn't come with instructions or teach you how to be a boss
One is tough and the other is tougher
They're two brothers, one is Dylan and the other is Lex

We won't talk about the Culiacanazo because it's not allowed
That day they didn't paint it red because they let the son go
From the mountains come the checks
And they're all signed by HRL

It was in the Big Apple where the world witnessed the trial of the century
The 701 up there in the mountains remember him fondly
Here the lord of La Tuna rules
Whether Hugo is in San Pedro, the ravine, or the moon