Chuy Y Mauricio

In a car, a Chrysler, a 300 automobile,
Chuy and Mauricio got in, happy and very content
Little did they know they would be taken down dead.

400 pounds of weed had been dropped
What a twist of fate, look how they were paid
They gave a ride to the wrong person, and got paid with bullets.

In the back seat, death was already planning
To take the money and decided to kill them
Chuy on the right side, and Mauricio on the other.

Another grave in San Ignacio, two families crying
Two fans missing here in Durango
In jokes and drunkenness, Alvaro has missed them.

Rancho El Chilar, Sinaloa, you won't see them again
Let the mafioso lives of Los Canelos play
If we were happy in life, let's toast to the memories.