Pa Los Mandos

Got my rifle and my vest
And the radio to report
In the field, I'm all in
Doing whatever my dad says

And you know I got the brains for this
Rolling with the commanders, I got good training
Taking out enemies, the green light's on in the field
All scorpions watching, making sure they don't mess with us

I got a bad ride in the trunk
You know I go wild
And if I take a hit, I hit the field
Got my crew ready to roll
Taking out the enemies, and the commanders' seal on the doors
Cash stacks from the fair
I stay up all night, Game Over
Also on the terrace, I plant my turf
The piece tucked in the glove box
Route with Gulf Racing, and I hit them hard

What’s up, kids, it’s your buddy Jorge Moreno, the fucking order
From the heart of Matamoros, Tamaulipas, buddy Blahs Bit

Got my rifle and my vest
And the radio to report
In the field, I'm all in
Doing whatever my dad says
And you know I got the brains for this
The scar on my side, and in the Raptor, I'm all in
Firing shots, they bring the war
Those who don’t respect, I drop the rules on them

I got a Barreillado in the trunk
On weekends, beach and cut
With a blunt in my right hand
Got the crew ready to roll
I hit up my Matamoros
And from the princesses comes Tatiana
Cash stacks from the fair
My slave is gold
And a heavy diamond chain
The piece tucked in the glove box
Route with Gulf Racing, and I hit them hard
I'm all set for war.