Karaoké To Live and Die in L.A. 2Pac & Val Young

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 they own thing

Currency chasin'

Worldwide through the hard times

Worryin' faces

Shed tears as we bury niggas close to heart

What was a friend now a ghost in the dark

Cold part about it nigga got smoked by a fiend

Tryin' to floss on him

Blind to a broken man's dream

A hard lesson

Court cases keep me guessin'

Plea bargain ain't an option now so I'm stressin'

Cost me more to be free than a life in the pen'

Makin' money off of cuss words

Writin' again

Learn how to think ahead so I fight with my pen

Late night down sunset

Likin' the sin

What's the worst they can do to a nigga

Got me lost in Hell

To live and die in L.A. on bail

To live and die in L.A.

My angels sing

It's the place to be

And the angels go

You've got to be there to know it when 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 know

You've got to be there to know it when everybody wanna see

It's the city of angels and constant danger

South Central L.A. can't get no stranger

Full of drama like a soap opera

On the curb watchin' the ghetto bird helicopters

I observe so many niggas gettin' three strikes, tossed in jail

I swear the pen' right across from hell

I can't cry 'cos it's on 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

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

'Cos 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 angels sing

You've got to be there to know it when everybody wanna see

To live and die in L.A.

And my angels go

It's the place to be

To live and die in L.A.

You've got to be there to know it when everybody wanna see

It wouldn't be L.A. without Mexicans

Black love, Brown Pride in the sets again

Pete Wilson tryin' to see us all broke, I'm on some bullshit out for everything they owe

Remember KDAY

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 permed out

M.O.B., Big Suge in the Lo-Lo

Bounce and turn

Dogg Pound in the Lex with a ounce to burn

Got them Watts niggas with me

O.F.T.B

They got some hash took the stash, left the rest for me

Neckbone, Tre, Heron, Buntry too

Big Rock got knocked but this one's for you

I hit the studio and drop a jewel hopin' 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 angels sing

You've got to be there to know it when everybody wanna see

To live and die in L.A.

And my angels go

It's the place to be

To live and die in L.A.

You've got to be there to know it when everybody wanna see

Let my angels sing

This go out for ninety-two point three and One-O-Six

All the radio stations that be bumpin' my shit

Makin' my shit sells quadruple quintuple platinum

Ha ha ha ha

This go out to all the magazines

To live and die in L.A. that support a nigga

All the real motherfuckers

To live and die in L.A.

All the stores

The mom and pop spots

A&R people

All y'all motherfuckers

To live and die in L.A.

L.A.

California Love part motherfuckin' two without gay ass Dre

To live and die in L.A.

To live and die in L.A.