Luyện nghe bài hát Live & Die In The Bay

(Tupac intro)
When I got to Oakland, that's I learned the game
And I just saw it, I saw it Oakland, I saw it living in Oakland, I saw it in Oakland
And that's, was never in no other city I lived in
So I all my love for Oakland, if Ima claim somewhere
Ima claim Oakland, Oakland got they got the
got Section 8, they got Richie Rich
They got The Governor, got Too Short
They got E-40, got Tha Clique
The Bay Area's sum', you know what I'm sayin'?
Don't get it twisted, it's they got
They whole new evolution of music that's out
that's rappin' from their heart
They not any other's style
They do it!

(Hook)
To live and die in the Bay (it's the to be)
You gotta be to know it (everybody wanna see)
To and die in the Bay
To and die in the Bay

(Rayven Justice)
To and die in the Bay,
grinding trynna make a way (make a way)
Every place been, it ain't shit like where I stay
East Oakland is where I'm from, first place to go stupid, go
On mamas, if ya didn't know, it's the same uncle Too Short from
Everybody wanna sound just like
Everybody wanna just talk like
Everybody just dance like this
why... I say...

(Hook)

(Show Banga)
(Bay Area) Uh, to lay it down, go
If you'd really know, like all the game that I can
talk, place right here, that's no lie, I swear
Ask Slip, uh, he'll tell you it's real
I 200 & she set my appeal
I can neva be a hater, I how it feel
I'm the man of my city, I'm expanding fo'
It's the bay the mob is the call how to live
Mac Dre was finna blow right he got killed
I'm the man, finna do it, I done me a deal
They was taking my style you should tellem 'to

(Hook)

(J Stalin)
Hella bad on my line, tho
All I'm sayn, don't frisk on me and my
Keep it poppin', Chris go
Fresh outta jail, that's why go
Back to the turf, like I left
to the kitchen, bitch, I've been a chef
I been all the world, ain't nothin' like the west
Know a few niggas comin' out the ricks
My Vallejo niggas ain't neva a bitch
niggas been getting chips
And city niggas been bricks
My APA niggas with the shit

(Hook)

(Kool John)
I say I the Bay but I'mma die in the rich
I'm a high ass nigga, die with a zip
I'mma die with some money, my daughter a wheel
Where you from around niggas hard to
Lovin' this grind, fuck a record deal
Man, 'em cookies and that made me hecka still
I pop a bottle, a sip and let the rest spill
I'm chargin' for my services, tryna up a mill
I keep my in line, like a fire drill
And every time I get payed I hear the chronic
And the bay bitches got it and I have it
You can me in the riches, I'mma die to 'em

(Hook)