Flaco

When I started fighting, I never imagined
Graduating with a 10
And now I'm the school
They want to jump on the boat that I capitalize
My hunger for power
Here on the border

Ready for war
I always go equipped
With my people in charge
& a tactical team
In case someone gets tangled up
We find out hot

Oh, with the Arellanos I was always on point
It was the organization
That opened a breach for me
Into the world of the mafia as if it were a profession
I liked the action
And started making money

With the sports cars
How I have fun
Also with the guns
I shoot into the wind
If I'm calm and not too tough
I behave well when I want

I have a man's word and loyalty to my race
Family and home
Respect is owed
The tough ones in Tijuana with my team patrolling
If I'm in the city
I disappear for 5 days

5 are the letters
That make up my nickname
Just like my team
I put on the Xolos
With the jersey, black and red
When I show up a little

They call me Skinny and I made it known
That in a jiffy
I'll solve the fight
When they've tried it, I've calmed it down
With my team at 100
And a tough armament

I'm always watching out
I come rolling up my sleeves
Anyone acting smart
Anyone stealing
The earth swallows them
Be careful, I'm very angry