Oi, let me tell ya 'bout the street life scene
Where the gangs are tough and the colours are keen
Every gang's got its own set of hues
And when they roll deep, they're hard to refuse
Each gang's got its own brand of colour
From the blue of the Blues, to the red of the Reds
And if you disrespect 'em, it's gonna be trouble
They'll leave you bruised and battered, with a head full of cobwebs
But it ain't all just about the violence and crime
There's a beauty to the gangs, if you look in the right time
The way they move, the way they groove
It's like a dance, with their own unique move
And the colours, oh the colours, they're a sight to behold
From the bright green jackets, to the gold chains of gold
Every gang's got its own way to shine
And they do it with style, every single time
So yeah, the gang street life can be rough
But there's a beauty to it, that's just tough
So if you're looking for colour, and you're feeling bold
Come join the gangs, and let your true colours unfold.
