Los chiquinarcos
Que bien retumba la banda, sigue la gente de fiesta,
se escucha una balazera, asi la raza festeja.
Son sus juguetes las armas, y su delirio las viejas.
La ley mejor no investiga, ya saben de quien se trata.
Conocen bien esa gente, le llaman la chiquimafia.
Pero nadie dice nada, porque la plebada manda.
Astutos en los negocios, galanes con las mujeres.
Amigos de los amigos, valientes y muy alegres.
Asi son los chiquinarcos, de que las pueden las pueden.
Al cien disfrutan la vida, sin descuidar el mercado.
Conocen bien las movidas, sus jefes los enseñaron.
Por eso es que son los chakas, en sus terrenos marcados.
Tambien peligran al dia, sin descuidar el mercado.
Sus armas trean tiro arriba, siempre andan bien preparados.
Nacieron con valentia, y aparte son estudiados.
Astutos en los negocios, galanes con las mujeres.
Amigos de los amigos, valientes y muy alegres.
Asi son los chiquinarcos, de que las pueden las pueden
The Little Drug Lords
How well the band resounds, the people keep partying,
Gunshots are heard, that's how the people celebrate.
Their toys are the weapons, and their delight the women.
The law better not investigate, they know who they are dealing with.
They know that people well, they call them the little mafia.
But no one says anything, because the crowd rules.
Clever in business, charming with women.
Friends of friends, brave and very cheerful.
That's how the little drug lords are, they can do whatever they want.
They enjoy life to the fullest, without neglecting the market.
They know the moves well, their bosses taught them.
That's why they are the tough guys, in their marked territories.
They also risk their lives every day, without neglecting the market.
Their weapons are always ready, they are well prepared.
They were born with courage, and besides, they are educated.
Clever in business, charming with women.
Friends of friends, brave and very cheerful.
That's how the little drug lords are, they can do whatever they want.
Escrita por: Mario Quintero Lara