El Grande de Chinola

I didn't know his name but I scratched his story
Like the big one from Chinola, he told me they call me that
Drying from Badiraguato, my trajectory began

To the military government, I lent service for a while but
I didn't get out of poverty and had few friends, a
Captain had an idea to become solid

He hung a suitcase over his shoulder with very few
Belongings and ventured out, then
He crossed the border, the military fence
He started selling drugs

When he arrived at the construction site, he started as a pioneer
Little by little he climbed, soon he became
Boss by right in the business, he kept his
Profession

To the port of Mazatlan, there in the golden zone
The big Parquion Mercedes spoke to them
Of the gang, El Charrasca accompanies him
In good times and bad
El Gallo Profe and Charrascas are his
Faithful comrades, they owe
Malverde, they will take the gang to him
Sorry I didn't give a name
I didn't know his name