Paroles et traduction BuKnas de Culiacán - Yo Soy Sinaloense

Yo Soy Sinaloense

Yo soy sinoalense calle27
Bonitos recuerdos.
Para ganar billetes,
Gente de negocios
Fueron mis maestros.
Me la paso por Nebrasca
Junto con mi raza,
Buenos movimientos.
De haya de la sierra
Mi mano derecha
Del mero Durango,
Del valle de Topia
Mi compa Mendoza
Su sangre es del rancho,
Tiené mi comfianza,
Tiené mi respaldo,
Por qué se lo ha ganado.
El chapito es bravo
Mas antra en el charco
Municipio de Concordia
Ala punta del cañon
Para tumbar los traidores
A los lacras que me estorban,
El tamaño no se al hombre,
Al hombre sus acciones
Es lo que importa
Con un buen tequila
Para brindar con el Goyo
Del mero Jalisco,
Cuernito recortado
Muy bien acomodado
Y que no falte el adictivo,
Pa' bajarlo con un trago
Para seguir trabajando
Siempre al amigo.
Socios tengo bastantes
Amigos tengo pocos
La confianza es traicionera,
Es un 45 bajada la traigo
Al cinto por si llegan las colmenas,
Por dinero no hay pendiente
Mis hijos son mi fuerte
Para llegar ala cima

Mis amigos de la banda
Que toquen 5 dias
Ponchito me esta esperando,
Era muy larga la espera
Que no te tuve carnal
Cuando estabas encerrado,
Me voy al rato los miro
Aqui tienen un amigo
El Sanchez me an apodado

I Am a Sinaloan

I am a Sinaloan from Calle 27
With beautiful memories.
To earn money,
Business people
Were my teachers.
I spend time in Nebraska
With my people,
Good moves.
From the mountains
My right hand man
From Durango,
From the valley of Topia
My friend Mendoza
His blood is from the ranch,
He has my trust,
He has my support,
Because he has earned it.
El Chapito is brave
He gets into the fray
In the municipality of Concordia
At the point of the gun
To take down the traitors
The scumbags who get in my way,
The size of a man is not measured,
By his actions
That's what matters
With a good tequila
To toast with Goyo
From Jalisco,
Trimmed horns
Very well placed
And let's not forget the addictive,
To wash it down with a drink
To keep working
Always for the friend.
I have many acquaintances
I have few friends
Trust is treacherous,
I carry a 45 caliber gun
On my belt in case the bees arrive,
Money is no problem
My children are my strength
To reach the top

My friends of the band
Play for 5 days
Ponchito is waiting for me,
The wait was too long
That I didn't have you, friend
When you were locked up,
I'll be right there
You have a friend here
They call me Sanchez