(Verse 1) Yo, picture me rollin' through the city streets, Concrete jungle where the drama meets. Sippin' on the brew, feelin' so alive, In the game of survival where only the strong thrive. Got my crew by my side, we ride or die, Underneath the neon lights, we amplify. Glock in my hand, ready to unload, In this unforgiving world, we carve our own code. (Verse 2) Raised in the shadows, where the darkness reigns, Every corner got a story, every block contains pain. But we ain't afraid, we embrace the grind, In the land of the lost, where only the real find. Hustle hard, stack that paper high, In the pursuit of dreams, we aim for the sky. But watch your back, 'cause snakes in the grass, In this urban labyrinth, where every move's a pass. (Chorus) Murder on my mind as I navigate the streets, In this concrete jungle where the heartbeat beats. Ain't no love in these alleys, just blood and pain, Gangsta's paradise, where we stake our claim. (Verse 3) From the projects to the penthouses, we hustle the same, Survival of the fittest, it's the name of the game. But loyalty's rare, and trust is gold, In this world of betrayal, where stories unfold. Enemies lurkin', tryna take us down, But we stand tall, never wearin' a frown. Streetlights flicker as we make our mark, In this maze of madness, where the days are dark. (Bridge) Gotta stay ten toes down, keep your head up high, In this gangsta's paradise, where the strong amplify. Nothin' but the sound of sirens in the night, In this urban symphony, where wrong feels right. (Verse 4) From the dawn to the dusk, we hustle non-stop, In this game of life, where the weak get dropped. But through the struggles and the pain, we rise above, In this city of sin, where we seek love. So here's to the hustlers, the riders, the kings, In this world of chaos, where reality stings. Nothin' but respect for those who survive, In this gangsta's paradise, where we thrive. (Chorus) Murder on my mind as I navigate the streets, In this concrete jungle where the heartbeat beats. Ain't no love in these alleys, just blood and pain, Gangsta's paradise, where we stake our claim. Yeah, that's how we ride in the streets, from dusk till dawn.