SC-9 (La Chimichanga)

I am patrolling and they watch me in a spot
The Chimichanga, I have my gang
I'm Scorpio 9 for all my people
Our tactics are impenetrable

I am working and enjoying it
Yes, for that's what I work for
I'm in charge of the 100-50
The Federal Police car, I'm in command here

With a grenade launcher, I'm getting excited
And a little stroll to stay really tuned
A sip of whiskey to enjoy the party
I switch trucks, I have a variety of cars

A rifle always accompanies me
Let them see the power of our skills
Through Benjamin Gaona street, I mark territory
Three, four days is how long I last in the spree

(And why not? And why not?)
(With great respect, Scorpio 9)
(The Chimichanga)

I have more than enough support from bosses
Around here, armored cars are seen
The green light is here in the mirror
And if there's a roadblock, they know 9 goes first

Excuse me, excuse me if I hit the radio
Let the shots come in from all sides
A general hundred for all the boys
To be vigilant without being spotted by the cops

My crew coordinates and watches my steps
And I entrust myself when work comes my way
I carry a well-adjusted .38
Gold chain and bracelet, relaxed

Sports car, I go ahead and don't stop
And my corrido of altered commands

(I'm The Chimichanga and I have something very clear)
(I'm 9 and Scorpio, I'm in command)
(And why not? And why not? And why not? And why not?)