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racks at
50 On a cuban in a whole
Different tax brack
Whip tented
Got the whole bitch
Pitch black
AP flooded
Got more water than a laundry mat
In my bag

Tarkio Road

Brewer & Shipley

Super Hits of the '70s: Have a Nice Day, Vol. 6

1990

the hood, hoping to find
The secret places where you
Always keep your mind
Whoa, whoa, no, Tarkio Road

Having a room or lying in jail
Learning 'bout

Clap Wit Me

Proof

Searching for Jerry Garcia [Bonus DVD]

2005

to maintain, no reason to jump off, come on

[Chorus]

[Proof]
"8 Mile" was dope, Obie brought heat
Emile on the beat, 50 kept us in the street
It's my destiny

the Machine, bitch!
Pull up on you, 50 shot magazine rip
Niggas be talkin'
But I don't feel threatened
Where's your weapon? You can't fit a
Gun in them fuckin'

Ou kno it's different 
Jumping in the Bentley - moving 
Blew a hunnit 50 - blew it
Got my brothers with me 
When you run city 
It ain't nothing

ready to blam somethin'
This thirty not made by Glock, I hope this bitch don't jam
In the hood with all this cheese on me (on one, bitch)
See a fuck

speak
Living life without fear
Puttin' five karats in my baby girl ear
Lunches, brunches, interviews by the pool
Considered a fool 'cause I dropped
Out

cruising the golden state
Where they party like everyday
Throw yo hands, throw yo cups, throw yo smoke in the air
Love my fans, love all women, what

cruising the golden state
Where they party like everyday
Throw yo hands, throw yo cups, throw yo smoke in the air
Love my fans, love all women, what

cruising the golden state
Where they party like everyday
Throw yo hands, throw yo cups, throw yo smoke in the air
Love my fans, love all women, what

cruising the golden state
Where they party like everyday
Throw yo hands, throw yo cups, throw yo smoke in the air
Love my fans, love all women, what

cruising the golden state
Where they party like everyday
Throw yo hands, throw yo cups, throw yo smoke in the air
Love my fans, love all women, what

cruising the golden state
Where they party like everyday
Throw yo hands, throw yo cups, throw yo smoke in the air
Love my fans, love all women, what

nigga look hurt
Cause I gotta bag and my bitch gotta purse
Bring up my name and they kicking up dirt
Be that same nigga when you see me in person
Stop by

envy cause ladies they love me so plenty my wallet ain't empty I Bentley
Hated by demons and devils so shady the hood took me under now look what it made

Mete fòs
Mete fòs sou ou
Mete fòs
Mete fòs sou ou
Mete fòs, fòs
Mete fòs sou ou
Mete fòs, fòs
Mete fòs sou ou
Bitch I'm in the hood like the first street

cruising the golden state
Where they party like everyday
Throw yo hands, throw yo cups, throw yo smoke in the air
Love my fans, love all women, what

cruising the golden state
Where they party like everyday
Throw yo hands, throw yo cups, throw yo smoke in the air
Love my fans, love all women, what

cruising the golden state
Where they party like everyday
Throw yo hands, throw yo cups, throw yo smoke in the air
Love my fans, love all women, what

cruising the golden state
Where they party like everyday
Throw yo hands, throw yo cups, throw yo smoke in the air
Love my fans, love all women, what

a motherfucker we blowing money we getting
10's on 20's on 50's on 100's and couple of bad bitches here freakin'
Russian kid, I'm in my zone, makin' some bread

when I ease through this motherfucker
Y'all better kneel
If you killers wanna work today
Y'all gotta chill i'm good in any hood
I'm like a diplonat lil'

of some cash
I knew a killer named Bruno
My first time in the D
He made sure I was good
He treat me like family
I picked him up in his hood
He threw

precision I maneuver 

Through the traffic like the law
Motivated by the hood work this wood
Like it's raw
I aint never seen a UFO
But who's to say I