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Unnoticed, discreet and silent, that is the friend,
He has no facade of being in the mafia but it is his destiny,
He knows how to work, give his friend a hand and help his people,
Friendships are few and far between Among them are that of the child Vicente.
I'm not that short, I'm not tall either, but I'm tall,
I greet the clicka of the M and also the short one,
The 6 is a good friend who cleans the work there on the border,
Number 1, a serious friend who doesn't speed up.
The walls speak, that's why I do my actions deafly,
In Torie confrontations, a lady is called by sound,
Number 11 faces off with a bazooka, grenade and pistol,
These are things that happen at the last minute.
There will be no violence but don't get involved, listen to your instinct,
Beautiful women's look that challenges a super on the belt,
He looks calm and often partys when he has free time,
He tells with key pointers and armor and thick calibers.
Bastida dresses death in black when she looks for a coat,
I also get ready and paint myself just for the horses,
And to work or fix a good job, it's a success,
I count on the payment and support of the big boys.
I am leaving but not before making it clear that I am from Sinaloa,
To be exact, I am from Culiacan where there are brave men,
I have to be careful and aware of everything and I am going up,
br/>But when he comes down, he'll party, let there be no doubt