Below is the lyrics of the song El Güero Bastidas , artist - Enigma Norteño, Lenin Ramírez with translation
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Enigma Norteño, Lenin Ramírez
Desapercivido discreto y sin ruido asi es el amigo
No tiene fachada de estar en la mafia pero es su destino
Sabe trabajar dar la mano al amigo y ayudar su jente
Amistades pocas y entre ellas estan la del niño vicente
No soy tan bajito tampoco soy alto pero soy guerito
Saludo a la clicka del M y tambien a la del chaparrito
El 6 un buen compa que limpia la obra aya en la frontera
El numero 1 un amigo serio que no se acelera
Las paredes hablan por eso mis jales los hago a la sorda
En enfrentamientos torie a una señora aya por sonora
El numero 11 se enfrenta con bazuka granada y pistola
Son cosas que pasan gafes del oficio de ultima hora
No habra violencia pero nose metan oigan su instinto
Mujeres hermosas mirada que reta una super al cinto
Se le ve trankilo y seguido se enfiesta cuando ahi rato libre
Cuenta con punteros claves y blindajes y gruesos calibres
Bastida de negro se vista la muerte cuando busca un sayo
Yo tambien me alisto y me pinto solo para los caballos
Y para chambear o arreglar un buen jale eeh salido adelante
Cuento con el pago y con el respaldo de los meros grandes
Me voy no sin antes dejarles en claro que soy sinaloense
Para ser exacto soy de culiacan donde ahi hombres valientes
Tengo que estar trucha y pendiente de todo ya me voy pa arriva
Pero cuando baje andar de parranda que no quepa duda
Unnoticed, discreet and without noise, that's how the friend is
He has no facade of being in the mafia but it is his destiny
He knows how to work, shake hands with a friend and help his people
Few friendships and among them is that of the boy Vicente
I'm not that short, I'm not tall either, but I'm a guerito
I greet the clicka of the M and also the one of the shorty
The 6 a good compa that cleans the work there on the border
The number 1 a serious friend who does not accelerate
The walls speak, that's why I make my tails deaf
In torie clashes with a lady aya by Sonora
Number 11 faces with bazooka grenade and pistol
They are things that happen last minute jinxes
There will be no violence but don't get involved, listen to your instinct
Beautiful women look that challenges a super to the belt
He looks calm and often has a party when there is free time
He has key pointers and shields and thick calibers
Bastida of black is dressed death when he looks for a sayo
I also get ready and I paint just for the horses
And to chambear or fix a good jale eeh come out ahead
I count on the payment and the support of the mere greats
I'm not leaving without first making it clear that I'm from Sinaloa
To be exact, I'm from Culiacan where there are brave men
I have to be trout and aware of everything, I'm going upstairs
But when I go down partying, there's no doubt
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