Текст и перевод песни Los Tucanes de Tijuana - El Mas Bravo De Los Bravos

El Mas Bravo De Los Bravos

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

The Most Courageous of the Courageous

Buzzing through the state
And armed with machine guns
In solid armored vehicles
And at the command of three letters
That's how he gets around,
The Muletas commando

A very dangerous man
Who doesn't fear even the devil
Smiling, he pulls the trigger
He enjoys his work
And always tells everyone,
I am a man, not a clown

He has guts to spare
That's why he rose in rank
He kidnaps, executes, and collects
From those who don't keep their word
These are the orders from the bosses
You snakes, watch out
Raydel Lopez doesn't forgive
He was born too brave

And from Muletas, here's a greeting
For the three letters, for the professor, Pepito,
And the dwarf. Go for it, cousin

The federales carry his picture
They're looking for him everywhere
The gringos too, they're desperate
They're all very anxious
He's made everyone nervous
With so many executions

They already know his name
His nickname is even more well-known
He's from the Tijuana cartel
Muletas, how you've grown
The law can't touch you
They're terrified of you, my friend

He carries a caliber 50
In his armored truck
Also his trusty R-15
Chanate launches grenades
Dressed like Rambo
With two stripes on his face

He was born to shoot
That's been proven
Just ask the government
And those who have provoked him
With his own hand
He writes them messages
Raydel Lopez, Muletas
The most courageous of the courageous