Por Si Se Les Olvidaba (Remix) Lyrics – Alex Torres

Alex Torres and Luis R Conriquez are doubling down on that unbreakable Jalisco code with “Por Si Se Les Olvidaba (Remix),” enlisting Anuel AA to turn a gritty corrido into a cross-border war cry that hits like a convoy rolling deep through Guadalajara’s backstreets.

This remix flips the original’s raw edge—dropped back in September ’24—into something fiercer, blending corridos tumbados’ storytelling punch with trap’s snarling low-end and Anuel’s signature auto-tuned menace. It’s all heavy artillery vibes: booming 808s underscoring tales of militarized rides, blindado trucks (“las blindadas se miran fresonas”), and unyielding loyalty to the “señor de los gallos” and “las cuatro” crew.

Thematically, it’s a reminder shot—territorial flexes on GDL and Vallarta turf, Delta ops in the shadows, and that “por si se les olvidaba” hook slapping back at rivals like a rafaga de balas. Co-produced with Horacio Iram López González handling vocals, it’s creative direction straight from the streets: no gloss, just verses stacking like ammo clips, choruses that chant allegiance, and an interludio yelling “arriba Jalisco” with the ferocity of a live set.

Out December 5 via Warner Music Mexico, this single’s the perfect end-of-year grenade, building on the original’s underground buzz (that video racked views quick) with Anuel’s global pull—his “real hasta la muerte” ad-libs tying Puerto Rico trap to Sinaloa swing. No full album drop yet, but it teases bigger moves: Torres and Conriquez have been teasing vault raids on their Instas, with fans flooding comments on the official YouTube visual (directed by Jhonesanz) for those Scarface-level convoy shots.

Luis R Conriquez, the Bad Bunny of banda who’s topped Mexican charts with anthems like “JGL,” is at his defiant peak—fresh off sold-out arenas and that 2024 Latin Grammy nod—while emerging spitfire Alex Torres carves his lane with debut heat. Anuel? He’s the wildcard, post-prison glow-up turning him into the elder trapero bridging worlds, his verse on betrayal and blindados feeling like a nod to his own scarred come-up. Together, they’re evolving the genre: less touristy ranchera, more armored manifesto, proving corridos aren’t fading—they’re arming up for the throne.