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Como el corrido, yo alíneo cabrones
Tomamo' la' decisiones y ponemo' las misiones
Rutas, embarcos, camiones y aviones
Del cártel 'tamos al mando, sigue creciendo, señores

Un placer llevar el puesto de jefe
Siempre respaldo a mi padre, nunca voy a defraudarle
Diez mil fierros truenan
Eviten la pena de que sean la cena
Y es que pa' la guerra
Drones y tostones, monstruos en la sierra

Aquí andamos, en Jalisco
Péguense en el tiro, a ver si salen vivos
Seguimos a la cabeza
Los güeros nos buscan, también piden kilos

Llégale
Así suena su compa Neto, mi viejo
Y arriba La Perla, a la verga

No perdonamos, el que hace, la paga
Vengo chingándome un whisky arriba de la cuadrada
Es muy costoso el tiempo porque vuela
Richard Mille en mi muñeca, Jacob pa' ocasión perfecta

Conmigo, gallero, nos cuidan las negras
Casi controlando el mapa, ay, pa' que saquen las cuentas
De la Mancha al Alfa
Mi madre en el pecho, nunca me haga falta
Líneas encriptadas
Pa' cuidar La Perla sobran las blindadas

Aquí andamos, en Jalisco
Péguense en el tiro, a ver si salen vivos
Seguimos a la cabeza
Los güeros nos buscan, también piden kilos
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Like in the corrido, I line up the tough ones
We make the decisions and set up the missions
Routes, shipments, trucks, and planes
We're in charge of the cartel, still growing, gentlemen

An honor to hold the boss's position
I always back up my father, I'll never let him down
Ten thousand guns go off
Avoid the trouble of becoming the feast
And when it comes to war
Drones and stacks, monsters in the mountains

Here we are, in Jalisco
Take your shot, let's see if you make it out alive
We remain at the top
The gringos are looking for us, they're also asking for kilos

Pull up
That's how your compa Neto sounds, my friend
And long live La Perla, to hell with everything

We don't forgive, you pay for what you do
Sipping whiskey while riding the squad
Time is expensive because it flies
Richard Mille on my wrist, Jacob for the perfect occasion

With me, the rooster man, the black ones protect us
Almost controlling the map, go ahead, do the math
From La Mancha to Alfa
My mother in my heart, may I never lack her
Encrypted lines
To protect La Perla, we've got plenty of armored rides

Here we are, in Jalisco
Take your shot, let's see if you make it out alive
We remain at the top
The gringos are looking for us, they're also asking for kilos
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

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Spanish

Como el corrido, yo alíneo cabrones
Tomamo' la' decisiones y ponemo' las misiones
Rutas, embarcos, camiones y aviones
Del cártel 'tamos al mando, sigue creciendo, señores

Un placer llevar el puesto de jefe
Siempre respaldo a mi padre, nunca voy a defraudarle
Diez mil fierros truenan
Eviten la pena de que sean la cena
Y es que pa' la guerra
Drones y tostones, monstruos en la sierra

Aquí andamos, en Jalisco
Péguense en el tiro, a ver si salen vivos
Seguimos a la cabeza
Los güeros nos buscan, también piden kilos

Llégale
Así suena su compa Neto, mi viejo
Y arriba La Perla, a la verga

No perdonamos, el que hace, la paga
Vengo chingándome un whisky arriba de la cuadrada
Es muy costoso el tiempo porque vuela
Richard Mille en mi muñeca, Jacob pa' ocasión perfecta

Conmigo, gallero, nos cuidan las negras
Casi controlando el mapa, ay, pa' que saquen las cuentas
De la Mancha al Alfa
Mi madre en el pecho, nunca me haga falta
Líneas encriptadas
Pa' cuidar La Perla sobran las blindadas

Aquí andamos, en Jalisco
Péguense en el tiro, a ver si salen vivos
Seguimos a la cabeza
Los güeros nos buscan, también piden kilos
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
English

Like in the corrido, I line up the tough ones
We make the decisions and set up the missions
Routes, shipments, trucks, and planes
We're in charge of the cartel, still growing, gentlemen

An honor to hold the boss's position
I always back up my father, I'll never let him down
Ten thousand guns go off
Avoid the trouble of becoming the feast
And when it comes to war
Drones and stacks, monsters in the mountains

Here we are, in Jalisco
Take your shot, let's see if you make it out alive
We remain at the top
The gringos are looking for us, they're also asking for kilos

Pull up
That's how your compa Neto sounds, my friend
And long live La Perla, to hell with everything

We don't forgive, you pay for what you do
Sipping whiskey while riding the squad
Time is expensive because it flies
Richard Mille on my wrist, Jacob for the perfect occasion

With me, the rooster man, the black ones protect us
Almost controlling the map, go ahead, do the math
From La Mancha to Alfa
My mother in my heart, may I never lack her
Encrypted lines
To protect La Perla, we've got plenty of armored rides

Here we are, in Jalisco
Take your shot, let's see if you make it out alive
We remain at the top
The gringos are looking for us, they're also asking for kilos
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Writer: Luis Ernesto Vega Carvajal
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing

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Performed By: Neton Vega
From Album: Mi Vida Mi Muerte
Genre(s): Latin
Language: Spanish
Length: 2:55
Written by: Luis Ernesto Vega Carvajal
Released: February 14th, 2025
Year: 2025
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