Gangsta 4 Life

[Intro]
Got a message for you, bitch
Got a message out for me?
Playtime is over
[?] badman, what kind of playtime [?] bloodclot [?], eh?

[Verse 1: Five The General]
(Yeah), Five The General (Yeah)
Damn, it's like Beach Street out here
Except ain't nobody breakin'
Yeah, I feel like rainbow with the white train
Tryna paint a picture, one hate all my life changed
All these rich n***as is like change
Apply pressure, it's price fame to [?] rental
I'm there wit 'em, champagne layers wit' 'em
Gangsta stories, I share wit 'em, you all fake
The pistol's my insurance in all states
Shots flyin' watchin' crooked n***as fall straight
My two techniques are still on four crates
Still making music that's authentic like all greats
I'm off brake, brush off flakes
I'm manipulatin', use 'em, I don't cut off snakes
I'd rather feed 'em, be the one they ate
But I be cautious with the cake if I'm the one that baked
Your favorite rapper could become that plate
Shit, I'm a five-star general, I earnt that rank because

[Chorus: Young Breed]
Born to the valley of the shadow of death
Never scared, never fret (eh)
Never [?] feel regrets
Never scared, never fret (eh)
Gangsta for life until my last breath
Never scared, never fret
Never say [?]
[?]

[Verse 2: Five The General]
Part of a line, soul of a hustler
Baby girl ride, baby daddy was a buster
Even [?], cause I only feel God
Now I'm covered in his blood
I'm a pussy n***a problem
Real from the roots, my yout, we livin'
The guns, the drugs, the hoes, the killers
Stood in the trap no remorse or feelings
We'll sell it to his mom or his goddamn children
Hell shit, I've been judged before
But being judged a lot better than going to sleep broke
Waking up even poor, moving a lil' slow
Running into people bidness like "Where the money and show"
And he I go I walk through the valley of death
I shout "Fear no man" [?] regrets
I sometimes reincarnate a bigs into flesh
And I'm whip his ass back, I hope that motherfucker stretch

[Chorus: Young Breed]
Born to the valley of the shadow of death
Never scared, never fret (eh, Yout)
Never [?] feel regrets
Never scared, never fret (eh)
Gangsta for life until my last breath
Never scared, never fret
Never say [?]
[?]

[Verse 3: Five The General]
Yeah, I got 'em shook
Me and [?] downtown in the Brook
Huh, made you look
I mean the truth that's in the hook
I'm the life, you should see the look
There's a difference, read the book
Fuck the kitchen n[]as I ain't tryna cook
I'm just trying to be a king that can breathe without the rooks
Believe me, I needed everything I took
'Cause [?] I'm still in the streets with all the gook
And yet they hate that my chain hangin'
They hate that my name wrangin'
I'm focused to stay bangin'
These lame n***as
I stay with them pistol poppers
That focus on any rhymers
The same as the [?] scholar
They change n***a
Sent with my hand itchin'
I'm hoping I transition
I'm coping, my ambition remains n[]a
My n***as, I handpick 'em
I shot and I ran with 'em
I miss but my man get 'em
The gang n[]as

[Chorus: Young Breed]
Born to the valley of the shadow of death
Never scared, never fret (eh, Yout)
Never [?] feel regrets
Never scared, never fret (eh)
Gangsta for life until my last breath
Never scared, never fret
Never say [?]
[?]

[Outro]
The RPS fan, in the mix
Mr. E what's poppin' man you live right here
Germany stand up [?] you know what I'm sayin'
[?]