LEARN LYRICS

I'm the vigilante's son
I follow the old man's steps
I'm his blood, I'm the good one
I learned from his advice
Right away I jumped in to take the post
And don't ask me too much
The ring fit his finger
I get orders from Alfredo
I keep it 10-4 while guarding the turf well
Navojoa, how I love you
The women, the money, and the respect
That will never be missing
Let brass bands blast
That tonight I'm partying for real, ¡ua!
Long Minimis and horns, .50s and explosives
I've got the boys ready
On edge with the damned school
Like Aztec warriors who are just on point
So a big mess breaks out
I already ditched the Government
You already know what's up with this
That what we have left over are balls
Only new people who are trained
And their finger doesn't tremble to pull it without thinking
On the razor's edge
Afraid of nobody or anything
Just like that, old man
Go Sonora
I get orders from Alfredo
I keep it 10-4 while guarding the turf well
Navojoa, how I love you
The women, the money, and the respect
That will never be missing
Let brass bands blast
That tonight I'm partying for real
Long Minimis and horns, .50s and explosives
I've got the boys ready
On edge with the damned school
Like Aztec warriors who are just on point
So a big mess breaks out
I already ditched the Government
You already know what's up with this
That what we have left over are balls
Only new people who are trained
That the finger won't tremble to pull it without thinking
On the razor's edge
Afraid of nobody or anything