| Let's clarify the myth
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| I already uncovered a boat
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| the lion is not as they paint it
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| but don't make me explode
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| from Guamúchil we are well attached
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| by Caitime the sector is protected
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| and do not mess
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| because there I bring an arsenal
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| and by the way my boys
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| so tempting to fight
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| and this power that I charge
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| El Chapo Guzmán gave it to me…
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| No blemishes or currents enter here
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| here everything is different
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| and in the death command
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| I always like to go to the front
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| here we follow the chapito line
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| and here we go walking together
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| and there are details that have still been forgotten
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| I'd like to introduce myself
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| they call me El Cholo Vago
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| with the barret of equipped
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| I bring the double roll…
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| Very firm in the organization
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| with the minors always a million
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| here the snitch is not forgiven
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| because I do not tolerate betrayal
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| and greetings to the culiacán clika
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| and that peni of Aguaruto
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| where I could peel
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| there goes another nickname
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| They call me El Cholo Iván…
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| (I'm sure if old man
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| there is going to Guamúchil relative
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| and that's how Enigma Norteño sounds, iron)
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| Those guachos' legs tremble
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| sometimes I look at them on all fours
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| if first they go well beasts
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| now hold the riata well
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| a short one goes clearing my way
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| do not get entangled because I have a very good sense
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| we advance even if it is little by little
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| they look at me for rancherías
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| and also by Mocorito
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| my soldiers accompany me
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| also my short horn…
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| Very firm in the organization
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| with the minors always a million
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| here the snitch is not forgiven
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| because I do not tolerate betrayal
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| and greetings to the culiacán clika
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| and that peni of Aguaruto
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| where I could peel
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| there goes another nickname
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| They call me El Cholo Iván… |