Un Convoy (part. Amilkar Galaviz)

A convoy of four cars
The patrolled terrain, and only people of the lord
From the plaza brings control
How to forget that day, through the radios there it was heard
Things heated up, get the gear ready
Quickly we activated, to the capital we headed
We came to take charge, orders from Chief Iván
We risk our lives, we are well prepared
We won't back down, here they respect Culiacán

Eah!
And well experienced, old timers
Pure knocked-down corrido

We navigate through the ranches
Everything is well controlled and the support is top-notch
Greetings to the lord
Vests and long rifles
The helmet worn by soldiers
The warlike equipment
They don't hesitate, they are action-oriented
So you are informed
Don't get tangled up, we are several
We walk with determination
I go ahead, I'm on the lookout
Level seven the armored one
Protection against bullets
In Tacoma they must see me
And always at full throttle through La Rosca

Eah!
There we stayed, old timers