Estrategias De Guerra
Con su estrategia de guerra
Con tropas y carabinas
Es un macho 7 leguas
Al frente pa que lo sigan
El gonzalo as de cuenta
El general pancho villa
Se escuadron no tiene tregua
A la primera llamada
Ya empezo a temblar la tierra
Sobre la plaza cabalga
Esta muy alta la bandera
Con su vida la resguarda
Miguel usaba carrilleras
Siempre con su artilleria
Gonzalo trai su pechera
Para proteger su vida
Con su super rifle 50
Al trote noche y dia
Es un jefe de hace años
Como un dia lo fue su padre
Muy entregado al trabajo
Un experto pal combate
Contra su derecho armado
No le falla al m grande
Carga las mejores armas
Una titanke en la mano
M-60 y granadas
Anti areos en los carros
Un pase de prelavada
Y en unno uno muchachos
Cambiaron las carabinas
Por cuernos lanzagranadas
Guardaron su caballerias
Sacaron puras blindadas
Dejaron las carrilleras
Trai su raza enpecherada
El jefe anda en la carrera
Comandando asta la muerte
Aiia en culiacan su tierra
Trai al mando mucha jente
No cualquiera le pelea
Siempre cavalgando alfrente
Recupera las fronteras
Marca el cuadro donde camina
Gonzalo les da una seña
Se rompen todas las filas
Al frente hagan de cuenta
El general pancho villa
Le mueven la cuna al niño
Eso lo pone violento
Luego se habre un pergamino
La lista del macho prieto
Al parendon enemigos
Preparen apunte fuegoo
War Strategies
With his war strategy
With troops and rifles
He's a 7-league man
Leading the way for others to follow
Gonzalo acts as if
He's General Pancho Villa
His squadron has no truce
At the first call
The earth began to tremble
He rides over the square
The flag is very high
He guards it with his life
Miguel used cheek pads
Always with his artillery
Gonzalo wears his breastplate
To protect his life
With his super 50 rifle
Trotting day and night
He's a leader of years
Like his father was one day
Very dedicated to work
An expert in combat
Against his armed right
He never fails the big one
He loads the best weapons
A tank in hand
M-60s and grenades
Anti-aircraft on the cars
A pre-washed pass
And in each one, a bunch of boys
They changed the rifles
For grenade-launching horns
They stored their cavalry
Brought out only armored vehicles
They left the cheek pads
Wearing their race protected
The chief is on the run
Commanding until death
There in Culiacan, his land
Leading a lot of people
Not just anyone fights him
Always riding at the front
He recovers the borders
Marks the square where he walks
Gonzalo gives them a sign
All lines are broken
Leading the way for others to follow
General Pancho Villa
They shake the cradle of the child
That makes him violent
Then a scroll is opened
The list of the dark man
Facing enemies
Prepare, aim, fire