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
They got Section 8, they got Richie
got The Governor, they got Too Short
They got E-40, got Tha Clique
The Bay Area's movig sum', you what I'm sayin'?
Don't get it twisted, like they got
They whole new evolution of music that's out
Niggas that's from their heart
They not any other's style
just do it!

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

(Hook)

(Show Banga)
(Bay Area) Uh, to lay it down, go
If only you'd really know, like all the that I can
Real talk, right 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 expanding fo'
It's the bay where the mob is the how to live
Mac Dre was finna right 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, don't frisk on me and my
Keep it poppin', Chris go
Fresh jail, that's why I'mma go
Back to the turf, like I neva
Back to the kitchen, bitch, I've been a
I been all around the world, ain't like the west
a few real niggas comin' out the ricks
My Vallejo niggas ain't neva a bitch
Berkeley been getting chips
And city niggas having bricks
My APA niggas with the shit

(Hook)

(Kool John)
I say I from the Bay but I'mma die in the
I'm a high ass nigga, die with a zip
I'mma die with some money, need my daughter a
Where you from around niggas hard to
Lovin' this 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 chargin' for my services, tryna up a mill
I keep my in line, like a fire drill
And every time I get I hear the chronic wheel
And the bay bitches got it and I have it
You can me in the riches, I'mma die to 'em

(Hook)