El Mochomo

With a sharp look
man with a thick beard
with an accent of authority
that's how he talks to his people
gentleman and good friend
His name is Alfredo Beltran.

As if they were mochomos
that's how his race follows him
I always see them loaded
going up or down
if the sun gets too hot
they hide with all their cargo.

That's why he's the chief of the tribe
he has it well deserved
numbers for the accounts
a hand for the friend
carresses for the ladies
bullets for the enemies.

Hatred of two and the mafia
to traitors and bandits
to government godmothers
and the ungrateful
wherever Mochomo goes
the path is left clean.

A 32 is approaching
along with a 36
the 7 tells the 20
I want you to give 100%
I'll wait for you at 27
as dawn begins.

For beaches in Guerrero
for tequilas in Jalisco
for women in Culiacan
my cradle is Badiraguato
for a good friend a hug
and we'll see each other later