Оригинален текст
Oh, oh no, this aint hip hop, this is R&B (yeah)
I can remember, remember when
Wasnt ballin, didn't have no ends
No friends, I was alone
Street dreamin was all a nigg*' know
Benz, rims, dubs they keep spinnin
Cribs, jacuzzis chillin
Clubs, good bud, what we call livin
Thugs for life, thats what we screamin
Chorus
Street dreams are made of these
600 Benzes and SUVs (thats why)
Live my life as a thug till the day I die
I'm livin' life as a boss playa even gettin' high
All eyez on me (all eyez on me), all eyez on me (all eyez on me)
All eyez on me (all eyez on me), all eyez on me (all eyez on me)
In a fitted throwback
Or when Im at my finest splendour
Or when Im feelin like Im all that
Or when Im feelin like Im laid back
Benz, rims, dubs they keep spinnin
Cribs, jacuzzis chillin
Clubs, good buds, what we call livin
Thugs for life, thats what we screamin
Chorus x2
In the beginning it was so hard
Now we made it, some call us stars
Not me, Im the same ol G
Ive just acquired what makes the hood happy
Benz, rims, dubs they keep spinnin
Cribs, jacuzzis chillin
Clubs, good bud, what we call livin
Thugs for life, thats what we screamin
Chorus
I think I see it now, I think I see it now