El Mago
Enigma Norteño
The Magician
Appearances don't matter
What matters are the facts
For the ladies, the king
And for the party, I'm the right one
Some call me the magician
For the work I have
When work comes to me
There are no obstacles for the exit
Pillows disappear
Green ones in good measure
Sometimes I find myself at parties
You have to enjoy life
California is my territory
Sinaloa, land of friends
Jamaica, where my partners are
Chakala, where I was born
A bag for my bills
Down with the enemies
The death of my buddy and friend weighs heavily on me
You're resting below
Crazy Pancho, I don't forget you
You were a fighting cock
I will continue my path
Sometimes in the lakes
And sometimes in the casinos
With bottles of champagne
They see him toasting often
Sports cars
And mystery for my corridos
The order comes from the sky
And it's a voice of respect
Many know the magician
Friend of compa beto
Levitating the stacks
Several hundreds are green...
