Lyrics of El Chaca De Michoacan - Los Tucanes De Tijuana

El Chaca De Michoacan (original)

Una trocona del año
Se pasea por el estado
Carga los vidrios oscuros
Y la maneja un pesado
El chaca de Michoacan
Asi le han denominado
La pobreza lo llevo
A escoger ese camino
Con su valor el cambio
Su miserable destino
Primero era el ahijado
Y ahora el es el padrino
Su profesion ya la saben
Por su personalidad
Se le ve la zanca al pollo
Y este palenque ni hablar
El que le busca le encuentra
Y no le vuelve a buscar
No voy a decir su nombre
Porque se nos anda armando
Pero el es de Michoacan
La tierra que quiere tanto
Porque la mejor cosecha
De alla se la estan mandando
A los Estados Unidos
La cruzan por toneladas
Compran en varios estados
Y en la frontera la clavan
Por eso en muchas ciudades
Como huele a marihuana
Se pasea por donde quiera
Disfrutando su dinero
Con amigos y mujeres
Se amanece dias enteros
Yo no se a que se refiere
Preguntan donde esta el güero
Que bonito es Michoacan
Sus torres como han crecido
Esa es mi tierra natal
Muy orgulloso lo digo
Cuidenme mucho la sierra
Porque de alli hemos vivido

(translation)

A trunk of the year
He walks around the state
Charge the dark glasses
And it is handled by a heavy
The chaca of Michoacan
That's what they called him
Poverty took him
to choose that path
With its value the change
Your wretched fate
First was the godson
And now he is the godfather
They already know his profession
Because of his personality
You can see the shank of the chicken
And this palenque don't even talk
He who seeks him finds him
And he doesn't look for him again
I will not say your name
Because he is arming us
But he is from Michoacan
The land that he loves so much
Because the best harvest
They are sending it from there
To the United States
They cross it by the tons
They shop in multiple states
And at the border they nail it
That's why in many cities
How does marijuana smell
He walks wherever he wants
enjoying your money
With friends and women
It dawns whole days
I don't know what you mean
They ask where the güero is
How beautiful is Michoacan
The towers of him how they have grown
That's my homeland
very proud i say
Take good care of the saw
Because from there we have lived