This is a song about "Live in the 906"

Make all the bitches fiend, how to live in the ghetto,

Wanted to jump the gun but ain't know it was loaded though

Hit towns with coke, a .45 blue as chrome

Live long in the hands of my own, 

I live my life in tha fast lane

Back then i live in the urbane

Could you tell me where to go? i need direction

Terrorists among the world that we live in,

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep

I live on the beach gurls outside bikinis in the street

And the v12, that's on various trips

Yo, i used to live in the mountains

But we'll have a world that the children can live in

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

Got a little too much confidence and seem shook

Supporting a real rat pack still live in the hood