(Verse 1) In the heart of the city, where the streets run deep, Where the concrete jungle never sleeps. Gangstas roam, in the dead of night, Living by the code, ready to fight. From the corners to the alleys, we claim our turf, In this game of life, where survival's the surf. Raised in the struggle, forged in the fire, We hustle hard, never tire. Glock on the waist, money on the mind, In this life of sin, it's hard to find. But we grind, through the pain and strife, In this urban jungle, where we fight for life. (Chorus) Gangsta life, it's a dangerous game, Where only the strong survive, and the weak get slain. In the streets we roam, never looking back, Living by the code, till we fade to black. (Verse 2) From the projects to the penthouses, we rise, In this city of dreams, where the truth lies. But we know, ain't no fairy tale here, Just the harsh reality, and the fear. But we fearless, with hearts of steel, In this world of chaos, we keep it real. From the dope fiends to the hustlers, we roll, In this concrete jungle, we control. Money, power, respect, it's the motto we live by, In this game of life, where only the strong survive. We ride or die, for our brothers in arms, In this gangsta life, where the streets sound alarms. (Chorus) Gangsta life, it's a dangerous game, Where only the strong survive, and the weak get slain. In the streets we roam, never looking back, Living by the code, till we fade to black. (Bridge) From the block to the boardroom, we make moves, In this world of sharks, we never lose. But we stay true, to the streets that raised us, In this game of life, where the fight never fazes. (Verse 3) So we ride, till the wheels fall off, In this life of sin, where the devil scoffs. But we fearless, in the face of death, In this gangsta life, where we take our breath. From the east side to the west side, we reign, In this concrete jungle, where we feel no pain. But we know, it's a price we pay, In this gangsta rap, we make our way. (Chorus) Gangsta life, it's a dangerous game, Where only the strong survive, and the weak get slain. In the streets we roam, never looking back, Living by the code, till we fade to black. (Outro) In this world of sin, where the truth is told, In this gangsta rap, we never fold. From the streets to the stage, we sing our song, In this life of struggle, we stand strong.