《To Live amp Die in L.A.》歌詞:by 2pac Val Young mp3歌詞

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“Street Science, you’re on the air

What do you feel when you hear a record like Tupac’s new one?”

“I love Tupac’s new record”

“Right, but don’t you feel like that creates

Ah tension between East and West?

He’s talking about killing people

‘I had sex with your wife’ and not in those words

But he’s talking about, ‘I wanna see you deceased’”

No doubt, to live and die in LA

California what you say about Los Angeles

Still the only place for me

That never rains in the sun and everybody got love

To live and die in L.A.

Where everyday we try to fatten our pockets

Us niggas hustle for the cash so it’s hard to knock it

Everybody got they own thang, currency chasin’

Worldwide through the hard times, worrying faces

Shed tears as we bury niggas close to heart

Who was a friend is now a ghost in the dark

Cold hearted bout it, nigga got smoked by a fiend

Trying to floss on him blind to a broken man’s dream

A hard lesson, court cases keep me guessin’

Plea bargain ain’t an option now, so I’m stressin’

Cost me more to be free than a life in the pen

Making money off of cuss words, writing again

Learn how to think ahead, so I fight with my pen

Late night down sunset liking the scene

What’s the worst they could do to a nigga, got me lost in hell

To live and die in L.A. On bail,?my angel sing

To live and die in L.A.

It’s the place to be

You’ve got to be there to know it

Everybody wanna see?(to live and die in L.A.)

To live and die in L.A.

It’s the place to be

You’ve got to be there to know it

Everybody wanna see

It’s the City of Angels and constant danger

South Central L.A., can’t get no stranger

Full of drama like a soap opera, on the curb

Watching the ghetto bird helicopters, I observe

So many niggas getting three strikes, tossed in jail

I swear the pen right across from hell

I can’t cry ’cause it’s on now

I’m just a nigga on his own now

Living life thug style

So I can’t smile

Writing to my peoples when they ask for pictures

Thinking Cali just fun and bitches

Better learn about the dress code, B’s and C’s

All them other niggas copycats, these is G’s

I love Cali like I love women

‘Cause every nigga in LA got a little bit of thug in him

We might fight amongst each other, but I promise you this

We’ll burn this bitch down, get us pissed,?to live and die in LA

To live and die in L.A.

It’s the place to be

You’ve got to be there to know it

Everybody wanna see

To live and die in L.A.

It’s the place to be?(to live and die in L.A.)

You’ve got to be there to know it

Everybody wanna see

‘Cause would it be L.A. Without Mexicans?

Black love, brown pride and the sets again

Pete Wilson trying to see us all broke

I’m on some bullshit out for everything they owe

Remember K-day?

Weekends, Crenshaw, MLK?

Automatics rang free, niggas lost they way

Gang signs being shown, nigga, love your hood!

But recognize and it’s all good

Where the weed at?

Niggas gettin’ shurrmed out

Snoop Dogg in this muthafucka permed out

M.O.B, Big Suge in the Lo-Lo, bounce and turn

Dogg Pound in the Lex with a ounce to burn

Got them Watts niggas with me, O.F.T.B

They got some hash, took the stash, left the rest for me

Neckbone, Tre, Herron, Big Buntry too

Big Rock got knocked, but this one’s for you

I hit the studio and drop a jewel, hoping it pay

Getting high, watching time fly, to live and die in LA

To live and die in L.A.

It’s the place to be (let my angels sing)

You’ve got to be there to know it

Everybody wanna see

To live and die in L.A.

It’s the place to be (to live and die in L.A.)

You’ve got to be there to know it

Everybody wanna see

This go out for 92.3, and 106

All the radio stations that be bumping my shit

Making my shit sells katruple quitraple platinum

This go out to all the magazines that a nigga

All the real motherfuckers

All the stores, the mom and pop spots

A&R people, all y’all motherfuckers

L.A., California Love part motherfucking two

Without gay ass Dre

To live and die in L.A. uh

To live and die in L.A.

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