Buckle up for a high–octane corrido! El Tsurito plunges us into a late-night run with Junior H, Peso Pluma, and Gabito Ballesteros. The song opens with a shout to hop out of a trusty old Nissan Tsuru (affectionately nicknamed Tsurito) because the crew has already “blessed their noses” with a bit too much powdered courage. From there, the lyrics play out like an action film: radios crackle, rifles get slung over shoulders, and everyone braces for a risky mission that promises both danger and big rewards.
Beneath the swagger, the track paints a vivid picture of Mexico’s corrido-tumbado world—one where loyalty is sacred, adrenaline is addictive, and bullets are compared to candy flying through the air. References to “Marinela” sweets, “cuernos” (AK-47s), and “feria del perico” (cocaine money) create a colorful street slang tapestry. In short, El Tsurito is a gritty celebration of brotherhood and nerve, capturing that split-second mix of fear and bravado right before chaos erupts.