And here we are on code, buddy Tito Double P, wah!
And my buddy Rafael Amaya
And watch out for the beast
They woke the beast, they already know what it is that bothers him
And be careful if he says, 'arre'
He's got the devil in his stare, better not say a thing to him
Because a f*cking mess will blow up on you
Those 727s keep carrying packages
And the rifles carry more ammo
The color of the sky is white, and whoever says otherwise
He sends him to God the Father
Revenge is never good, it kills the soul and poisons it
And the man doesn't give a f*ck
He's scared of nothing, he's going to die spraying bullets
He intimidates with his stare, in the business there's envy
Sinaloa is like his cradle, what he has he enjoys
There's backing and there's trust
His turf is respected, the planes carry product
The big cloud of powder comes and goes
Several try to knock him down, but nobody has managed it
The Beast comes out hot
Bad weed never dies, loved by the women
The government is out looking for him
The roles have already switched, he keeps hiring people
You already know who's the good one
Here there are only two options, he sets you straight or you straighten up
Real watchful of the rivals, they want to get into his zone
But they find it really tough
His patience doesn't last, they can peel my teeth
He carries a full magazine and the bullets of his AK
They've never missed a shot
He intimidates with his stare, in the business there's envy
Sinaloa is like his cradle, what he has he enjoys
There's backing and there's trust
His turf is respected, the planes carry product
The big cloud of powder comes and goes
Several try to knock him down, but nobody has managed it
The beast comes out blazing