2 Pac - To Live & Die In La Lyrics
Intro:Dominique: what do you feel when you hear a record like tupacs new one?Man: I love tupacs new recordDominique: right, but dont you feel like that creates tension between east and west?Dominique: hes talking about killing people, I had sex with your wifeAnd not in those words, but hes talking about I wanna see you deceased.Makaveli:No doubtTo live and die in laCalifornia - dont care what you say about los angelesStill the only place for me it never rainsTo live and die in laWhere everyday we try a fatten our pocketsUs niggaz hustle for the cash so its hard to knock itEverybody got their own thang currency chasinWorld wide through the hard times worrying facesShed tears as we bury niggaz close to heartWhat was a friend now a ghost in the darkCold hearted bout it, nigga got smoked by a fiendTryin to floss on emBlind to a broken mans dreamA hard lesson--court cases--keep em guessinPlea bargain aint an option now--so Im stressinCost me more to be free than a life in the pennMaking money off of cuss words--writin againLearn how to think ahead--so I fight with my penLate night down sunset like in a sinWhats the worst they could do to a niggaGet me lost in hell--to live and die in laOn bail--my angels sing...Chorus:To live and die in la, its the place to beYouve got to be there to know itWhere everybody wanna seeTo live and die in la, its the place to beYouve got to be there to know itEverybody wanna seeIts the cities of angels and constant dangerSouth central la--cant get no strangerFull of drama like a soap operaOn the curb watching the ghetto bird helicoptersI observe--so many niggazGettin 3 strikes--tossed in jailSwear the penns right across from hellI cant cry--cause its home nowIm just a nigga on his own nowLivin life thug style--so I cant smileWritin to my peoplesWhen they ask for picturesThinkin cali just fun and *****es(hahaha)Better learn about the dress codeBs and cs--all them other niggaz copycatsThese is gsI love cali like I love womanCause every nigga in laGot a little bit of thug in emWe might fight amongst each otherBut I promise you thisWell burn this ***** down--get us pissedTo live and die in la~chorus~It wouldnt be la with mexicansBlack love, brown prideAnd the sets again--pete wilsonTryin to see us all brokeIm on some bullshitOut for everything they oweRemember k dayWeekends--crenshaw--mlkAutomatics rang free niggaz lost they wayGang signs bein shownNigga love your hoodBut recognize and its all goodWhere the weed at--niggaz gettin shermed outSnoop dogg in this mutha*****a burned outM-o-bBig suge in the lo loBounce and turnDogg pound in the lexWith an ounce to burnGot them watts niggaz with me ofcpThey got some hashTook a stashLeft the rest for meNeckbone--dre, heron, bungy tooBig rock got knockedBut this ones for youI hit the studio and drop a jewelHoping it payGettin high--watchin time flyTo live and die in la~chorus~Makaveli:This goes out for 92.3, 106--all the radio stationsThat be bumping my shitMakin my shit sales quadruple, quadrople, platinumThis goes out to all the magazinesThat support a niggaAll the real mu*****asAll the stores, the mom & pop spotsA&r people, all yawl mu*****asLa--california lovePart mu*****in 2 without gay ass dre
