El Tamal
Los Tigres del Norte
The Tamale
The gun on his waist, and a tamale in his boots
He was surrounded on the street, seven from the police
They asked for the little bag, he didn't want to give it to them
As they pointed fingers at him, they surrounded his truck well
The commander shouted, we know you're carrying coke
Don't make this case big, start taking off your boot
Juan Manuel replied, I won't back down from bringing it
I know you also like it, I gladly share it
But if you want it all, I'll fight with your men
With the gun in hand, and the finger on the trigger
They noticed in his gaze, he was a determined man
Because they had him surrounded, but he looked calm
I don't make deals with crooks, and hand over the tamale
Don't resist, you'll have a very bad time
Before he could continue, Juan shot him
The agents fired, but not accurately
They didn't catch Juan, he escaped that day
The commander is dead, over a tamale he wanted
