Vince Ash - B.O.S testo (lyrics)
[Vince Ash - B.O.S testo lyrics]
For what it’s worth
I put in work until my heart stops
Grinding til we get it, I’m on my pivot
Like it’s hardtop brothers of the struggle
We had to hustle packs up in these streets
Since we was claiming CLG
We knew exactly who we’d be
Gangstas from the turf
Don’t let my feats define my worth
How many times did I get knocked down
And rose up from the dirt
Standing taller than before
No one to call except my bro
So when it’s time, i’ll lay my life upon the
Line and that’s fasho
In 4 seaters, 44 heaters, we spinning through
Hit my youngin wit a pack
He brought it back like give me two
The only thing we knew
Playing the hands that we were dealt
Folks saw his momma in a casket
Can’t imagine how that felt
Months after he got shot
Remember posted at his spot
You couldn’t find a dollar on me, told me
Anything I got you got
So believe me when I say
Until this day that been my nigga
Even though we grow apart
You know I’m still riding wit ya
All the same fa me and mine, this bond a
Stand the test of time
We’ll get into it every week
But nothing come between the guys
Nuskii that’s my lil brother
I swear I see a younger me
Tre and Skiinny, them the G’s I call on them
They call on me que got em on demand
And Tramaine that’s my right hand
Alot of names I couldn’t say but
If you knew you’d understand
What it takes fa us, can’t make this up
Come learn the game from a nigga
A lots to gain when yo aim is to be a
Deuce Mobb nigga (come on)
Put in work until my heart stops
Grinding til we get it, I’m on my pivot
Like it’s hardtop brothers of the struggle
We had to hustle packs up in these streets
Since we was claiming CLG
You knew exactly who we’d be
From eastside to each side nigga
Since eastside nigga the Mafia
I put in work until my heart stops
Grinding til we get it, I’m on my pivot
Like it’s hardtop brothers of the struggle
We had to hustle packs up in these streets
Since we was claiming CLG
We knew exactly who we’d be
Gangstas from the turf
Don’t let my feats define my worth
How many times did I get knocked down
And rose up from the dirt
Standing taller than before
No one to call except my bro
So when it’s time, i’ll lay my life upon the
Line and that’s fasho
In 4 seaters, 44 heaters, we spinning through
Hit my youngin wit a pack
He brought it back like give me two
The only thing we knew
Playing the hands that we were dealt
Folks saw his momma in a casket
Can’t imagine how that felt
Months after he got shot
Remember posted at his spot
You couldn’t find a dollar on me, told me
Anything I got you got
So believe me when I say
Until this day that been my nigga
Even though we grow apart
You know I’m still riding wit ya
All the same fa me and mine, this bond a
Stand the test of time
We’ll get into it every week
But nothing come between the guys
Nuskii that’s my lil brother
I swear I see a younger me
Tre and Skiinny, them the G’s I call on them
They call on me que got em on demand
And Tramaine that’s my right hand
Alot of names I couldn’t say but
If you knew you’d understand
What it takes fa us, can’t make this up
Come learn the game from a nigga
A lots to gain when yo aim is to be a
Deuce Mobb nigga (come on)
Put in work until my heart stops
Grinding til we get it, I’m on my pivot
Like it’s hardtop brothers of the struggle
We had to hustle packs up in these streets
Since we was claiming CLG
You knew exactly who we’d be
From eastside to each side nigga
Since eastside nigga the Mafia