Players Anthem
Jay Romero, J.Limon
From the streets to the trenches it’s gone represent how we move.
This is for the players the hustlers the ones that don’t play by the rules.
Either you gone get it done or you always gone have an excuse.
Put in that time and that effort they can’t walk a mile in your shoes
ay ay ay yeah
Came up from the gutta got to protect all my brothers.
Was raised up in the jungle tryna make it out the struggle.
I got a lot of trauma that I’m always tryna juggle.
I put my family first I had to figure out my hustle, really had to stay strong.
Know them plenty nights alone.
Tryna stay afloat on this raft.
I represent the real, know that fake shit never lasts.
I’m preaching hard work, but the discipline surpass.
I’m always on the go.
I’m tryna lift my spirit swear i’m always tryna grow.
Eliminate the waste cause all the weight will sink the boat.
When you getting paid you’ll see the haters start to show.
People think you owe them something when you tell them no.
I keep my circle small and my enemies close.
Talking on my name and you’ll get some free smoke.
Always with my riders they’ll squeeze and reload.
From the streets to the trenches it’s gone represent how we move.
This is for the players the hustlers the ones that don’t play by the rules.
Either you gone get it done or you always gone have an excuse.
Put in that time and that effort they can’t walk a mile in your shoes
I come from the gutta, homie si tú vieras.
Todo lo que he hecho el doble tú me lo aplaudieras.
Lo digo de cora, conozco la acera.
Pero son más grandes las ganas de ir para afuera.
Y ando con los Vagos. Dime quién me para.
Haters cuando llego me miran de forma rara.
Controlo por Vera y por Guadalajara.
Por todo Mx tienen grabada mi cara.
Y lo lamento si ya se les pasó su tiempo.
Pero yo me hice un juramento: lograrlo aunque haya sufrimiento.
Y lo lamento si ya se les pasó su tiempo
Pero yo me hice un juramento: lograrlo aunque haya sufrimiento
From the streets to the trenches it’s gone represent how we move.
This is for the players the hustlers the ones that don’t play by the rules.
Either you gone get it done or you always gone have an excuse.
Put in that time and that effort they can’t walk a mile in your shoes.
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