A convoy of four cars
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The terrain patrolled, and only the boss's people
The plaza's under control
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How could we forget that day, on the radios you could hear
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Things got hot, get the heavy gear ready
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We get f*cking moving fast, we head for the capital
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We came to throw down, orders from boss Iván
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We gamble our lives, we're well prepared
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We won't back down, here they respect Culiacán
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We cruise through the ranches, everything's well under control
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And support's at a million, big shout to the boss
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Vests and long rifles, helmets on soldiers
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The war team, they don't think twice, they're all action
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So that you're informed, don't get twisted, we're many
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We roll with the .50, I'm up front, feeling my way
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Level seven armor, protection from bullets
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They'll see me in a Tacoma and at La Rosca always full throttle
That's where we leave it, fellas