El Cuate
Aprendio a trabajar en la sierra
Su maestro fue su propio padre
De muy chico labraba la tierra
Lo valiente lo traiia en la sangre
A los años salio de su rancho
Hombre de aspiraciones muy grandez
Empezo en el negocio de lleno
Luego luego llego a ser pesado
El poder siempre provoca envidias
Y a las islas marias lo mandaro
Les cumplio como los meros hombres
Y salio limpio y mas preparado
Regreso a trabajar en lo mismo
Y volvio a recobrar su terreno
Muy derecho en sus negociaciones
Por eso es que volvio a ser el bueno
Su manera de ser lo hacia grande
Era bravo y a las vez sereno
(y arriva chihuahua primo)
Su pasion eran carros de lujo
Las mujeres y tambien las armas
El dinero le cumplia caprichos
Era un hombre de carrera larga
Pero nunca se enfiestaba solo
Siempre con la plebada y la banda
San francisco se llama el ranchito
En chihuahua el estado mas grande
Ahi mero nacio este gallito
Y que supo su vida rifarse
Orgulloso de ser de la sierra
Y de su gran maestro su padre
La traicion es el mal de valientes
Dice un dicho que es muy verdadero
Nose puede confiar en la jente
Compa cuate descansa en el cielo
De seguro aya sigues de fiesta
Con el teco y tu compadre alfredo
The Buddy
He learned to work in the mountains
His teacher was his own father
From a very young age, he worked the land
Bravery ran in his blood
Years later, he left his ranch
A man with great aspirations
He started in the business fully
Soon enough, he became heavy-handed
Power always provokes envy
And they sent him to the Marias Islands
He fulfilled his duties like a true man
And came out clean and more prepared
He returned to work in the same place
And regained his ground
Very straightforward in his negotiations
That's why he became the good one again
His way of being made him great
He was fierce and at the same time serene
(and up Chihuahua cousin)
His passion was luxury cars
Women and also weapons
Money fulfilled his whims
He was a man of long career
But he never partied alone
Always with the crew and the band
The little ranch is called San Francisco
In Chihuahua, the largest state
Right there this little rooster was born
And he knew how to live his life
Proud to be from the mountains
And of his great teacher, his father
Betrayal is the curse of the brave
Says a saying that is very true
You can't trust people
Buddy, rest in heaven
Surely you're still partying up there
With Teco and your buddy Alfredo