Lyrics of El Alamo (En Vivo) - Los Cuates de Sinaloa

El Alamo (En Vivo) (original)

Bonito el mes de las madres y el alamo q es su rancho
Ismael zambada es su nombre tambien compadre del chapo
M grande y poderosa si señor es el mayo
5 millonesz de verdes ofrecen por su cabeza
Eso y mas ahi pa su jente pues conocio la pobreza
Como se ve que no saben quien ahora es el MZ
Orgulloso yo me siento de mis hijos tan queridos
El flako y tambien el gordo los conocen por mayitosz
Serafin el consentido y el cerebro q es el niño
Capturaron a mi niño pues tenian miedo a vicente
Planariemos el rescate para sacarte en caliente
Esto aki no se a acabado la historia sigue vijente
Caravanas por delante por si sale algun pendiente
El macho prieto esta listo pra siempre aserles frente
Con rifles lanzagranadas se reporta el compa 20
Destapenme una buchana pra recordar a mi jente
Calderon tu muerte todabvia nos duele
De otro q nunca me olvido es del compa 9−9
Si en verdad kieren buscarme arrimense pa culiacan
Ahi cuento con apollo tambien del chapo guzman
Con el azul y nachito y manuel el animal
Voy con rumbo pal salado en una troka blindada
Y despues de un negocio kiero q toke la banda
Saludos a culiacan les dice el mayo zambada

(translation)

Beautiful the month of mothers and the alamo that is their ranch
Ismael zambada is his name also compadre del chapo
M great and powerful yes sir is the May
5 million greens offer for his head
That and more there for his people because he knew poverty
As it is seen that they do not know who is now the MZ
I feel proud of my beloved children
The skinny and also the fat know them by mayitosz
Serafin the spoiled and the brain that is the child
They captured my child because they were afraid of Vicente
Let's plan the rescue to get you out hot
This is not over here, the story is still going on
Caravans ahead in case any slope comes out
The dark male is ready to always face them
With grenade launcher rifles the compa 20 is reported
Uncover a buchana to remember my people
Calderon your death still hurts us
Another one that I never forget is compa 9−9
If you really want to look for me, come over to culiacan
There I count on apollo also from chapo guzman
With the blue and nachito and Manuel the animal
I'm heading for salty in an armored truck
And after a business I want you to play the band
Greetings to Culiacan says the May Zambada