2pac - To Live And Die In La lyrics

Intro: 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 k**ing people, i had s** 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 n***az 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 n***az close to heart What was a friend now a ghost in the dark Cold hearted bout it, n***a 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 n***a 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 n***az 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 n***a 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 b**hes (hahaha) Better learn about the dress code B's and c's--all them other n***az copycats These is g's I love cali like i love woman Cause every n***a 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 b**h down--get us pissed To live and die in la ~chorus~ It wouldn't be LA without mexakinz Black love, brown pride And the sets again--pete wilson Tryin to see us all broke I'm on some bullsh** Out for everything they owe Remember k day Weekends--crenshaw--mlk Automatics rang free n***az lost they way Gang signs bein shown n***a love your hood But recognize and it's all good Where the weed at--n***az gettin shermed out Snoop dogg in this muthaf**a 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 n***az 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 j**el 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 sh** Makin my sh** sales quadruple, quadrople, platinum This goes out to all the magazines That support a n***a All the real muf**as All the stores, the mom & pop spots A&r people, all yawl muf**as La--california love Part muf**in 2 without gay a** dre