Luyện nghe bài hát Live & Die In The Bay

(Tupac intro)
When I got to Oakland, when 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, that was never in no other city I in
So I give all my 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
Niggas that's rappin' from heart
They not takin' any style
They do it!

(Hook)
To live and die in the Bay (it's the to be)
You gotta be here to 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 I've been, it shit like where I stay
East is where I'm from, first place to go stupid, go dumb
On mamas, if ya didn't know, it's the same uncle Too Short from
wanna sound just like this
Everybody wanna just talk this
Everybody wanna just dance like
why... I say...

(Hook)

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

(Hook)

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

(Hook)

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

(Hook)