EL CHIQUILIN
ay mi compa chiquilin
asi el corrido comienza
las broncas no tienen fin
por que hay tanto sin verguenza
pero no los veo venir
por que me tienen verguenza
en una troca x5
seguido me ven pasar
pa mi rancho ke esta a un brinco
cerquitas de culiacan
con una super al cinto
para hacerme a respetar
venga mi compa adelito
es un hombre reservado
con las pollas un gallito
por que es muy enamorado
pero todo el tiempo listo
pa defender sus hermanos
a diego le tengo Fe
por que por mi da la vida
cuando peleando me ve
luego luego se echa ensima
morimos juntos lo se
por que siempre me escolta
tengo suerte con las damas
yo no se por que sera
unas dicen ke me aman
que por ke las se tratar
sera ke atencion les llama
mi forma de enamorar
con una silla de plata
y un caballo de alta escuela
bailando al sol de la banda
en la feria ganadera
tomandome unas bucanas
junto con santiago meza
caricias pa las mujeres
la banda pa los caballos
las armas pa defenderme
mi valor pa cualquier gallo
diosito pa perdonarme
por las cruzes ke e causado
si un dia peleando me muero
me entierran junto a mi padre
con la banda los espero
y los caballos que bailen
tiren mas balas al cielo
pa mi llegan a avisarles
THE KID
oh my buddy kid
that's how the corrido begins
the fights have no end
because there are so many shameless ones
but I don't see them coming
because they are ashamed of me
in a truck x5
they often see me pass by
to my ranch that is a jump away
close to Culiacan
with a super gun at the waist
to make myself respected
come on my buddy Adelito
he's a reserved man
with the hens a little rooster
because he's very much in love
but always ready
to defend his brothers
I have faith in Diego
because he gives his life for me
when he sees me fighting
he immediately jumps in
we'll die together I know
because he always escorts me
I'm lucky with the ladies
I don't know why
some say they love me
because I know how to treat them
maybe they are attracted
by my way of loving
with a silver chair
and a high school horse
dancing to the band's music
at the livestock fair
drinking some bucanas
together with Santiago Meza
carresses for the women
the band for the horses
the weapons to defend myself
my courage for any fight
god to forgive me
for the crosses I've caused
if one day I die fighting
bury me next to my father
with the band I'll wait for you
and the horses to dance
shoot more bullets to the sky
to let you know I've arrived