Los Ninis

We are not children nor old
But quite the opposite
When have you seen a good kid
With a rifle in hand
We didn't like school
Nor office work
Nintendo got boring
We want adrenaline
The Ninis are action
The mountain sponsors

The Ninis are very strong
Patrolling Culiacán
They are pure twenty-year-olds
Who kill for Ivan
They open the paths
With pure German rifles
Here there are more AK-47s
Than churches to pray
When the Ninis move
It's not to congratulate

We sleep with the bulletproof vest
And the little horn on the side
The complaints department
We closed it a while ago

We attack like ants
And tear them to pieces

We act like strawberries
Honestly, I don't believe it
If they see us with beer
The boss toasts with them
We have the equipment
We have a good budget
How many of us are there, we are several
We are the ones who should
If they are people, we respect them
And if not, we go for them

I get along with the younger ones
With the boss's sons
How are my boys doing
All calm, boss
They greet with a glance
When they are in a hurry
They are very polite people
That no one can dominate
They don't forget their roots
Nor who takes care of them

The company gave the order
The corporal told them seriously
Be ready by eleven
I see the twenty coming
The details on the radio
I explain on the way
They must be careful
Ivan has said so
They know we never fail
We are like a Swiss watch
Some with long beards
Others are shaved
A complete Tony Montana
You can see in the boys
They represent the company
"The Ninis" are to be taken care of