El Chachito Anda Alegre
Anda alegre la plebada, así lo dice el viejón
De un ranchito de Guasave vengo yo
Y lo que soñaba un día tiene hoy
Con morritas colombianas se encerró
Con su gente por un lado, andan listos pa' tomar
Y sus primos ni se digan, ahí nomás
Tocan los del Villa y va saliendo el Sol
Es señal que anda contento el chavalón
Mis viejitos y mis padres, gente de mucho valor
Qué bien queman las llantas del Marquisón
Los regaños y consejos del viejón
Con respeto, por eso salí cabrón
Me miran, los miro; respetan, respeto
Vinimos de abajo y la meta es el cielo
Un acento fuerte y sangre sinaloense
De una cuna humilde el chavalo proviene
Así como llegan las pacas, se van
Compadre Gabino no puede contar
No olvida el pasado mi compa' El Chachito
Tal vez sin un peso, pero con amigos
Ahí le va, compa' Chachito
Hasta Tijuana, Baja California, viejo, cómo no
Uh uh uh
Pa' los blancos tira agüito, Platanitos, son ranchos
Un ceviche con los plebes pa'l calor
Borrego, tráete unas plebes pa' bailar
Y con El Pato historias hay pa' contar
Si se le suben los tragos se me pone a recordar
De unos amigos que ahorita ya no están
Si andas recio, recio acabas, no hay pa' más
Pa' que le lave se le extraña carnal
En Tijuana nos quedamos y el Wicho es mi amigo leal
Los mitotes no me vienen ni me van
El Chachito ya se pasa a retirar
Kevin, saca el aparato pa' rutear
Me miran, los miro; respetan, respeto
Venimos de abajo y la meta es el cielo
Un acento fuerte y sangre sinaloense
De una cuna humilde el chavalo proviene
Así como llegan las pacas, se van
Compadre Gabino no puede contar
No olvida el pasado mi compa' El Chachito
Tal vez sin un peso, pero con amigos
El Chachito Walks Cheerfully
The people walk cheerfully, as the old man says
From a small ranch in Guasave I come
And what I dreamed of one day is now here
He locked himself up with Colombian girls
With his people on one side, ready to drink
And his cousins, just like that
The Villa band plays and the sun rises
It's a sign that the young man is happy
My grandparents and my parents, people of great value
How well the Marquis burns rubber
The scoldings and advice from the old man
With respect, that's why I turned out tough
They look at me, I look at them; they respect, I respect
We came from the bottom and the goal is the sky
A strong accent and Sinaloan blood
The boy comes from a humble cradle
Just as the bales arrive, they leave
My buddy Gabino can't keep count
My buddy El Chachito doesn't forget the past
Maybe without a penny, but with friends
There it goes, buddy Chachito
To Tijuana, Baja California, old man, why not
Uh uh uh
For the whites, he throws water, Platanitos, they're ranches
A ceviche with the guys for the heat
Bring some girls to dance, Borrego
And with El Pato, there are stories to tell
If he drinks too much, he starts to remember
About some friends who are no longer here
If you act tough, tough you'll end up, there's no more
To wash his hands, he's missed, buddy
In Tijuana we stayed and Wicho is my loyal friend
The parties don't affect me one way or the other
El Chachito is already leaving
Kevin, get the device to navigate
They look at me, I look at them; they respect, I respect
We came from the bottom and the goal is the sky
A strong accent and Sinaloan blood
The boy comes from a humble cradle
Just as the bales arrive, they leave
My buddy Gabino can't keep count
My buddy El Chachito doesn't forget the past
Maybe without a penny, but with friends