Translation of the song lyrics El Yanky - Los Tucanes De Tijuana

El Yanky (original)

Fue un comandante muy respetado
Y en el gobierno muy poderoso
Reconocido por los carteles
Como el agente mas peligroso
No respetaba chicos ni grandes
Era el azote de los mañosos
La PGR era su orgullo
Y los mafiosos sus enemigos
Les daba guerra de dia y de noche
Incorruptible era el amigo
Bien apoyado por el gobierno
A todo mundo los traia a ruidos
Ahi viene El Yanky señores
Preparen armas pa' recibirlo
Decian los mandos a sus cicarios
Llego la hora de divertirnos
No quiere plata, prefiere plomo
Vamos a darle su donativo
(ahi le va compa Yello
Puro pa' delante aijado)
Tarde o temprano cambian las cosas
Asi es en todas las profesiones
El comandante dejo el gobierno
No soporto las narcopresiones
Y prefirio cambiarse de bando
Ahora los narcos son sus patrones
Gana dinero, tiene buen rango
Es elemento muy importante
La compañia lo ha reclutado
De nuevo El Yanky es comandante
Sigue portando sus grande armas
Pero al servicio de traficantes
Ahora lo buscan por todos lados las leyes
Aunque ya saben donde se encuentra
Pero no pueden echarle el guante
Porque lo cuidan los de la letra
El Yanky sigue con sus negocios
Con sus mujeres y con sus trechas

(translation)

He was a highly respected commander
And in the very powerful government
Recognized by posters
Like the most dangerous agent
He didn't respect boys or big
He was the scourge of the gangsters
The PGR was his pride
And the gangsters their enemies
He gave them war day and night
Incorruptible was the friend
Well supported by the government
I brought everyone to noise
Here comes El Yanky gentlemen
Prepare weapons to receive it
The commanders said to their cicarios
It's time to have fun
He doesn't want silver, he prefers lead
Let's give your donation
(there goes compa Yello
Pure pa' ahead aijado)
Sooner or later things change
That's how it is in all professions
The commander left the government
I can't stand drug pressure
And he preferred to change sides
Now the narcos are their bosses
He makes money, he has good rank
He is very important element
The company has recruited you
Once again, El Yankee is commander
He still carries his big guns
But at the service of traffickers
Now the laws are looking for him everywhere
Although they already know where he is
But they can't lay down the gauntlet
Because those of the letter take care of it
The Yankee goes on with his business
With his women and with their trails