Lyrics of El Bravo - Los Tucanes De Tijuana

El Bravo (original)

Zumbando por el estado
Y armados con metralletas
En puros carros blindados
Y a la orden de tres letras
Asi anda por todos lados
El comando del muletas
Un hombre muy peligroso
Que no le teme ni al diablo
Sonriendo jala el gatillo
Disfruta de su trabajo
Y siempre les dice a todos
Yo soy hombre no payaso
Agallas tiene de sobra
Por eso subio de grado
Levanta, ejecuta y cobra
Al que no este apalabrado
Son ordenes de la maña
Culebras tengan cuidado
Raydel lopez no perdona
Nacio demasiado bravo
Y de parte del muletas, ahi le va un saludo
Para el tres letras, para el profe, el pepito
Y el enano.
echele primo
Los washos cargan su foto
Lo buscan por todos lados
Tambien los gueros pecosos
Andan muy desesperados
A todos los trae nerviosos
Por tantos ejecurados
Su nombre ya se lo saben
Su apodo es mas conocido
Es del cartel de tijuana
Muletas como has crecido
Las leyes no te hacen nada
Te tienen pavor mi amigo
Trae un calibre 50
En su trokona blindada
Tambien su fiel R-15
Chanate lanza granadas
Vestido al estilo rambo
Con dos rayas en la cara
Nacio para echar balazos
Esta mas que comprobado
Preguntenselo al gobierno
Y a los que lo han provocado
Con su propio puño y letra
Les escribe los recados
Raydel lopez el muletas
El mas bravo de los bravos

(translation)

Buzzing through the state
And armed with machine guns
In pure armored cars
And at the order of three letters
So it goes everywhere
The command of the crutches
a very dangerous man
That he is not afraid of the devil
smiling pull the trigger
Enjoy your work
And he always tells everyone
I am a man not a clown
Guts has to spare
That's why I upgraded
Lift, execute and collect
To the one who is not promised
They are morning orders
snakes beware
Raydel lopez does not forgive
I was born too brave
And from the crutches, there goes a greeting
For the three letters, for the teacher, the pepito
And the dwarf.
take him cousin
Washos upload their photo
they look for him everywhere
Also the freckled gueros
They are very desperate
It makes everyone nervous
For so many executed
His name is already known
His nickname is better known to him
It's from the tijuana cartel
Crutches how you've grown
Laws do nothing to you
they terrify you my friend
Bring a 50 caliber
In his armored trokona
Also his trusty R-15
Chanate throws grenades
Rambo-style dress
With two stripes on the face
I was born to shoot
It is more than proven
ask the government
And to those who have provoked it
With his own handwriting
He writes their messages
Raydel Lopez on crutches
The bravest of the brave