El Compa Icta (part. Luis R Conriquez)

I want the crew to come out
So we can start the all-nighter
And I don't want anything missing
'Cause the kid's feeling good
Drinking a cold Bud Light
And I want the ladies to be around

I like the prettiest ones
That's what compa Icta says
His word is respected
And the old man never gets bent out of shape
Strolling through Jotaguita
Sometimes with nice shoes
Or sandals made of leather

But the one that never changes
Is his nine black Beretta
Near where the women are found
I grew up around the Ibaras
I took my first steps
Walking slowly
My life was about to change
I never denied I'm a country guy

Nor do I act like I’m wealthy
But what I have, I cherish
I take it easy
And I don't put conditions on it
I know the good ones well
With them, I made money
When I was at the border
Over in Phoenix with the crew
Or at 21 in Las Vegas
I like sporty cars
Motorcycles for making noise
They've always been my passion
A good pickup truck

And a Can-Am with sound
I'm really thankful to God
For the road He’s paved for me
Also to the little Virgin
For having her close by
Just like Saint Jude
And my brother, don’t get me started
He was the one who gave me the green light
To get into the business
Thanks to his teachings
Now I have good partners
I like to hear good advice

Whether I take it or leave it
But always the ones I carry
Here in my heart
Are the ones from my elders
I want the crew to come out
So we can start the all-nighter
And I don't want anything missing
'Cause the kid's feeling good

Drinking a cold Bud Light
So we can start the all-nighter
Strolling around in Sinaloa
Or maybe through the Humallas
Goodbye from compa Icta
From the Ibara ranch.