Vārdi:
Thug Life Street Fame

until my rounds empty, back for the street fame One love to my true thugs Comin' to a ghetto near you, Street fame, bust Comin' to a ghetto near you, Street fame

fuck it try to work it in the inner city In the land of no pity I made it by the street fame (chorus) (Rated R) Super storm made it by street fame I

empty Back for the street fame [Chorus] (One love to my true thugs) Comin to a ghetto near you Street fame (bust) Comin to a ghetto near you Street fame

game The flame I throw, crack change came from blow, push the O's Six lay close, hug the streets, I hug the beat, change flows Thug the streets, my love

with the bunnies and Henn Gettin that hunny with the peaches and cream Not a main thing, but a one night flang Do my thug things, livin' off the King Pin Household thug

up to all Them real ass niggas out there feelin' this thug shit And fuck all y'all player hatin' ass Clonin' ass, wannabe Eazy-E Bone Thug Mo Thug ass

up with the bunnies and Henn Gettin that hunny with the peaches and cream Not a main thing but a one night flang Do my thug things, livin' off the king pin Household thug

up in niggaz bitches all the time Now I'm ridin on twenties wearin nice clothes but ain't nuttin like pimpin hoes, and ridin Vogues I live a good life

be days like this But not a life like this, so I take a knife like this and slice like this Take life like this, fuck around and I take my own life like