LEARN LYRICS

there was fat

tacuchamona

for the boss I give my life if that's what

necessary the old man is my compadre No

walk in asking I sit in

Tijuana but I live in Culiacán

they look at me calm but I am

Arria friends are bad demons but

good people and they don't back down

How many pistols have I shot, I don't

agreement

how much pull do I cross for the gabacho

I have accounts

we started from scratch of course

memory

that have been left on the way by the

clashes

but we overcharge them and I believe

that he deserves it

They call me fat so they know I'm a friend

and the hand did not spare the

contrary to what the boss indicates to that

we are

let Enigma Norteño play

let Lenin Ramírez sing

because today we are going to drink

in Culiacan

and in Mazatlan

above Culiacán Sinaloa

The patrol

very beautiful women by my side always

I have

that I really like contraband and that

I understand

long arms and always belted by

supposed

me in my car and behind my boys for

if there are lawsuits

Those who do not deserve it do not leave, ask for the

Mr. René I am people

I am a nephew and his nephews to what is

we get stuck and we even listen I don't go to

while and with the family there is always

ribbon

here we walk in the burning

And I have not thought of leaving

because I am

react

I asked here

I asked you there