El Corrido Del Chapo
Voy a cantar unos versos que le compuse a un amigo
No puedo darle su nombre, mucho menos apellido
Todos le dicen El Chapo, así se ha reconocido
El zeta se allá enterre en sus troconas
Del año trae una superper fajada
No la carga pa' ser daño la carga
Pa' defenderse de aquel que se anda pasando
Alegre y enamorado
Siempre le ha gustado ser la plebe
Que le ha gustado, siempre la carga con él
Le cueste lo que le cueste
En sus terrenos de riego a él lo miran trabajar
Pa' taparle un ojo al macho, para disimular
Porque siempre trae consigo su radio y su celular
Ya con esta me despido
Ya lo dice aquel refrán
No hay chapo que sea bravo
No se vayan a enredar
Y al que no le guste eso
Que no lo vaya a anunciar
The Ballad of El Chapo
I'm going to sing some verses that I composed for a friend
I can't give his name, much less his last name
Everyone calls him El Chapo, that's how he's known
The zeta is buried in his troconas
He wears a super belt from the year
He doesn't carry it for harm, he carries it
To defend himself from those who are crossing him
Happy and in love
He has always liked to be the commoner
Who has always liked, always carries it with him
No matter the cost
In his irrigated lands, they see him working
To cover one eye of the male, to disguise
Because he always carries with him his radio and his cell phone
With this I say goodbye
As the saying goes
There's no brave chapo
Don't get tangled up
And if someone doesn't like that
Don't go announcing it
Escrita por: Darey Castro