To Live and Die In L.A.

Street science you're on the air

What do you feel when you hear a record like Tupac's new one?

I love Tupac's new record

Right, but don't you feel like that creates, uh, tension between east and west?

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

No doubt

To live and die in L.A. (California)

Don't matter what you say about Los Angeles

Still the only place for me (it never rains in southern California)

To live and die in L.A

Where everyday we try to fatten' our pockets

Us niggas hustle for the cash so it's hard to knock it

Everybody got their own thing, currency chasin'

World wide through the hard times, worrying faces

Shed tears as we bury niggas close to heart

What was a friend, now a ghost in the dark

Cold hearted 'bout it, nigga got smoked by a fiend

Tryna 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

Got me lost in hell, to live and die in L.A. on bail

My angels sing

To live and die in L.A., it's the place to be (and my angels go)

You've got to be there to know it

Where everybody wanna see (to live and die in L.A.)

To live and die in L.A., 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 L.A. can't get no stranger

Full of drama like a soap opera

On the curb watching the ghetto bird helicopters

I observe so many niggas

Gettin' three 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 niggas copycats, these is G's

I love Cali' like I love women

'Cause every nigga in L.A. 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 L.A

To live and die in L.A., it's the place to be (let my angel sing)

You've got to be there to know it

Where everybody wanna see (to live and die in L.A.)

To live and die in L.A., it's the place to be (to live and die in L.A.)

You've got to be there to know it

Everybody wanna see

It wouldn't be L.A. without Mexicans

Black love, brown pride, and the sex 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, niggas lost they way

Gang signs bein' shown, nigga love yo' hood

But recognize, and it's all good

Where the weed at? niggas gettin' shermed out

Snoop Dogg in this motherfucker 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 niggas with me, OFCP

They got some hash, took the 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 L.A

To live and die in L.A., it's the place to be (let my angel sing)

You've got to be there to know it

Where everybody wanna see

To live and die in L.A., it's the place to be (to live and die in L.A.)

You've got to be there to know it

Everybody wanna see

This goes out for 92.3, 106

All the radio stations that be bumpin' my shit

Makin' my shit sell quadruple, quadrople, platinum

This goes out to all the magazines that support a nigga

All the real motherfuckers

All the stores, the mom and pop spots

A and R people, all y'all motherfuckers

L.A. California love

Part motherfuckin' two without gay ass Dre