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| To Live and Die in L.A |
(Intro)
Dominque: What do you feel when you hear a record like Tupac's new one?
Man: I love Tupac's new record
Dominque: right, but don't you feel like that creates tension between East and West?
Dominque: 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. (after each question or sentence, a sound affect get's louder and louder untill Domique's last words)
2 Pac- No dought To Live & Die in LA California--whatcha saying about Los Angeles still the only place for me that never ? To Live and Die in LA when everyday we try a fatin' our pockets Us ni**as' hustle for the cash so it's hard to knock it Everybody got their own thang currency chasin' World wide thru the hard times worrying faces Shed tears as we burry ni**as' close to heart Oh was a friend now a ghost in the dark Cold hearted--my ni**a got smoked by a feen Trying to floss on em' blind to a broken man's dream a hard lesson--caught cases--keep who's guessin' plea bargain aint an option now--so I'm stessin' Cost me more to be free than a life in the penn making money off of cuss words--writing again Learn how to think ahead--so I fight with my pin late night down Sunset like in a scene What's the worst they could do to a ni**a got me lost in hell--To Live and Die in LA on bail--my angels sing...
(Chorus) To live and Die in LA, it's the place to be you've got to be there to know it where everybody wanna see
It's the city of angels and constant danger South Central LA--can't get no stranger full of drama like a soap opera on the curb watching the ghetto bird hellocopters I observe--so many ni**as' getting 3 strikes--tossed in jail so where's the penn--right across from hell I can't cry--cause it's on now living life thug style--so I can't smile writing to my peoples when they ask for pictures 50 cali thug ni**as [haha] better learn about the dress code B's and C's--all them other ni**as' copycats these is G's I love Cali like I love woman cause every ni**a in LA gotta little bit of thug in em' We might fight with each other but I promise you this we will burn this shit down--get us pissed To Live & Die in LA
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To Live & Die in LA, it's the place to be
[2 Pac: Let my angel sing]
you've got to be there to know it where everybody wanna see
What would be LA with out Mexicans Black love--Brown pride in the set's again--Pete Wilson trying to see us all broke remember K day weekends--crenshaw--MLK automatics rang free cause ni**as' lost their way gang signs being showed ni**a love your hood but reconize and it's all good where the weed at--ni**as getting shermed out Snoop Dogg and his homie's 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 ni**as with me they got some hash took a stash left the rest for me Neckbone--Dreray--Ron too Big Rock got knocked but this one's for you I hit the studio and drop a jewel open and play getting high--watching time fly To Live & Die in LA
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2 Pac- This goes out for 92.3--all the radio stations that be bumping my shit This goes out to all the magazines that supported me All the real mothaf*ckas' all the stores--LA--California Love Part Mother f*ckin' 2 with out gay ass dre!