Dominique: What do you feel when you hear a record like Tupac's new one?
Man: I love Tupac's new record
Dominique: Right, but don't you feel like that creates tension between East and West?
Dominique: 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.
Makaveli:
No doubt To live and die in LA California - Don't 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 it's 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 man's dream
A hard lesson--court cases--keep em guessin' Plea bargain ain't an option now--so I'm 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 What's 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, it's the place to be You've got to be there to know it Where everybody wanna see To Live and Die in LA, it's the place to be You've got to be there to know it Everybody wanna see
It's the cities 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 helicopters I observe--so many niggaz Gettin 3 strikes--tossed in jail Swear the Penn's right across from hell I can't cry--cause it's home now I'm just a nigga on his own now Livin life thug style--so I can't smile Writin to my peoples When they ask for pictures Thinkin Cali just fun and bitches (hahaha) Better learn about the dress code B's and C's--all them other niggaz copycats These is G's 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 We'll burn this bitch down--get us pissed To Live and Die in LA
~Chorus~
It wouldn't be LA with Mexicans Black love, Brown pride and the sets again--Pete Wilson Tryin to see us all broke I'm 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 it's 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 one's 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
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Dominique: What do you feel when you hear a record like Tupac's new one?
Man: I love Tupac's new record
Dominique: Right, but don't you feel like that creates tension between East and West?
Dominique: 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.
Makaveli:
No doubt To live and die in LA California - Don't 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 it's 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 man's dream
A hard lesson--court cases--keep em guessin' Plea bargain ain't an option now--so I'm 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 What's 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, it's the place to be You've got to be there to know it Where everybody wanna see To Live and Die in LA, it's the place to be You've got to be there to know it Everybody wanna see
It's the cities 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 helicopters I observe--so many niggaz Gettin 3 strikes--tossed in jail Swear the Penn's right across from hell I can't cry--cause it's home now I'm just a nigga on his own now Livin life thug style--so I can't smile Writin to my peoples When they ask for pictures Thinkin Cali just fun and bitches (hahaha) Better learn about the dress code B's and C's--all them other niggaz copycats These is G's 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 We'll burn this bitch down--get us pissed To Live and Die in LA
~Chorus~
It wouldn't be LA with Mexicans Black love, Brown pride and the sets again--Pete Wilson Tryin to see us all broke I'm 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 it's 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 one's 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
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