

Yeah (uh-huh)
I'm in a gang
Its called the bloods and I'm like thats (what?)
Yeah we run the block in the pitch-black
No turning
back
Walking through the shadow where the cold wind blows
We keep our circle tight,
that's just how it goes
No face, no name,
only loyalty remains Writing our own story in these crowded lanes
(yeah,
yeah)
See the headlights cutting through the cold mist
We don't talk much,
we just sign the list (shhh)
I'm in a gang
Its called the bloods and I'm like thats (what?)
Yeah we run the block in the pitch-black
No turning
back
We don't fold under pressure,
we just adapt
Every single move on the grid is mapped
Stand our ground till the morning light
Guarding the territory
through the night
Yeah,
thats how it is
(thats how it is)