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Secret Track

Los Cadetes de Linares

Pista Secreta

Saco una bolsa de polvo, y se dio 3 muy aprisa,
Le subió el tiro a su escuadra,
Y se fajo la camisa,
Les dijo a sus compañeros, hay problemas en la pista

Procedentes de colombia, una avioneta llegaba,
A la sierra sinaloense, donde iba a ser descargada,
Pero la pista secreta, la judicial encontraba

Ya la estaban descargando, cuando se oyó una sirena,
Los narcos se reportaron, jefe tenemos problemas,
El jefe dice hagan frente, voy para allá no se muevan

Empezaron los disparos, al llegar la judicial,
Cayeron dos traficantes, quedando cuatro nomás,
Pero cuando llego el jefe, no quedo ni un federal

Señor aquí esta la carga, dijeron los colombianos,
Entréguenos el dinero, porque ya nos retiramos,
Pues que tengan un buen viaje,
Y al infierno los mandaron

Ninguno era judicial, eran puros fajadores,
Se disfrazaron de leyes, como en otras ocasiones,
Junto con los colombianos, hacían sus operaciones

El jefe se carcajeaba, y besaba los paquetes,
Que mansito me agarraron, no saben con quien se meten,
Si no es porque yo me fajo, no hubiera salvado el flete

Secret Track

I pull out a bag of powder, and he took 3 very quickly,
He raised the shot to his gun,
And he tucked in his shirt,
He told his partners, there are problems on the track

Coming from Colombia, a small plane was arriving,
To the Sinaloan mountains, where it was going to be unloaded,
But the secret track, the authorities found

They were already unloading it, when a siren was heard,
The drug dealers reported, boss we have problems,
The boss says stand your ground, I'm on my way don't move

The shots started, when the authorities arrived,
Two traffickers fell, leaving only four,
But when the boss arrived, not a single federal was left

Sir here is the cargo, said the Colombians,
Give us the money, because we are leaving now,
Well have a good trip,
And they were sent to hell

None of them were authorities, they were just fighters,
They disguised themselves as laws, as on other occasions,
Together with the Colombians, they carried out their operations

The boss laughed, and kissed the packages,
They caught me so easily, they don't know who they're messing with,
If it wasn't for me tucking in, the shipment wouldn't have been saved

Escrita por: Mario Quintero