INTRO: Dominique: What do you feel when you hear a record like Tupacs new one? Man: I love Tupacs new record Dominique: Right, but dont you feel like that creates tension between East and West? Dominique: Hes talking about killing people, I had sex with your wife and not in those words, but hes talking about I wanna see you deceased. Makaveli: No doubt To live and die in LA California - Dont care what you say about Los Angeles Still the only place for me it never rains To Live and Die in LA Where everyday we try a fatten our pockets Us niggaz hustle for the cash so its hard to knock it Everybody got their own thang currency chasin World wide through the hard times worrying faces Shed tears as we bury niggaz close to heart What was a friend now a ghost in the dark Cold hearted bout it, nigga got smoked by a fiend Tryin to floss on em Blind to a broken mans dream A hard lesson--court cases--keep em guessin Plea bargain aint an option now--so Im stressin Cost me more to be free than a life in the Penn Making money off of cuss words--writin again Learn how to think ahead--so I fight with my pen Late night down sunset like in a sin Whats the worst they could do to a nigga Get me lost in hell--To Live and Die in LA On bail--my angels sing... Chorus: To Live and Die in LA, its the place to be Youve got to be there to know it Where everybody wanna see To Live and Die in LA, its the place to be Youve got to be there to know it Everybody wanna see Its the cities of angels and constant danger South Central LA--cant get no stranger Full of drama like a soap opera On the curb watching the ghetto bird helicopters I observe--so many niggaz Gettin 3 strikes--tossed in jail Swear the Penns right across from hell I cant cry--cause its home now Im just a nigga on his own now Livin life thug style--so I cant smile Writin to my peoples When they ask for pictures Thinkin Cali just fun and bitches (hahaha) Better learn about the dress code Bs and Cs--all them other niggaz copycats These is Gs I love Cali like I love woman Cause every nigga in LA Got a little bit of thug in em We might fight amongst each other But I promise you this Well burn this bitch down--get us pissed To Live and Die in LA ~Chorus~ It wouldnt be LA with Mexicans Black love, Brown pride and the sets again--Pete Wilson Tryin to see us all broke Im on some bullshit Out for everything they owe Remember K day Weekends--Crenshaw--MLK Automatics rang free niggaz lost they way Gang signs bein shown Nigga love your hood But recognize and its all good Where the weed at--niggaz gettin shermed out Snoop Dogg in this muthafucka burned out M-O-B Big Suge in the lo lo Bounce and turn Dogg Pound in the Lex With an ounce to burn Got them Watts niggaz with me OFCP They got some hash Took a stash Left the rest for me Neckbone--Dre, Heron, Bungy too Big Rock got knocked But this ones for you I hit the studio and drop a jewel Hoping it pay Gettin high--watchin time fly To Live and Die in LA ~Chorus~ Makaveli: This goes out for 92.3, 106--all the radio stations That be bumping my shit Makin my shit sales Quadruple, Quadrople, platinum This goes out to all the magazines That support a nigga All the real mufuckas All the stores, the mom & pop spots A&R people, all yawl mufuckas LA--California love Part mufuckin 2 without gay ass Dre
Artist: Makaveli (2pac) Val Young
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