Luyện nghe bài hát To Live and Die in LA

Street Science, you're on the air,
What do you feel when you a record like Tupac's new one? Static
I love new record, Static
Right but you feel like that creates, Static

A tension between East and West?
talking about killing people, Static
I had sex your wife and not in those words, Static
But he's talking I wanna see you deceased, Static

No doubt, to and die in L.A.
California, what you say about Los
Still the only place for me that never in the sun
And got love

To live and die in L.A., everyday we try to fatten our pockets
Us niggaz hustle for the cash so it's to knock it
Everybody got own thang, currency chasin'
Worldwide through the hard times, warrior

Shed tears as we bury close to heart
was a friend now a ghost in the dark, cold hearted 'bout it
Nigga got by a fiend, tryin' to floss on him
Blind to a broken man's dream, a lesson

Court cases keep me guessin', bargain
Ain't an now, so I'm stressin', cost me more
To be free than a in the pen
money off of cuss words, writin' again

Learn how to think ahead, so I with my pen
Late night down Sunset the scene
What's the worst could do to a nigga got me lost in hell
To live and die in L.A. on bail, my sing

To live and die in L.A., the place to be
You've got to be there to know it, what everybody see

To and die in L.A., it's the place to be
You've got to be there to know it, what everybody see

It's the, City of and constant danger
South Central L.A., can't get no
Full of drama like a opera, on the curb
Watchin' the ghetto helicopters, I observe

So niggaz gettin' three strikes, tossed in jail
I swear the pen the right across from hell, I cry
it's on now, I'm just a nigga on his own now
Livin' Thug style, so I can't smile

Writin' to my when they ask for pictures
Thinkin' just fun and bitches, hahaha
learn about the dress code, B's and C's
All other niggaz copycats, these is G's

I love Cali I love woman
'Cause every nigga in L.A. got a bit of Thug in him
We might fight with each other, but I you this
burn this bitch down, get us pissed to live and die in L.A.
(Let my sing)

To live and die in L.A., it's the to be
got to be there to know it, what everybody wanna see

'Cause would it be L.A. without
Black love brown and the sets again
Pete tryin' to see us all broke, I'm on some bullshit
Out for everything they owe, remember

Weekends, Crenshaw, MLK
Automatics free, niggaz lost they way
Gang being showed, nigga love your hood
But reconize and all good, where the weed at?

gettin' shermed out
Snoop Dogg in muhfucka perved out, M.O.B.
Big Suge in the Low-Low, and turn
Dogg Pound in the Lex, wit a ounce to

Got them niggaz with me, OFTB
They got some hash took the left the rest for me
Neck bone, Tre, Ron, Punchy too
Big Rock got but this one's for you

I hit the studio and drop a jewel, it pay
high watchin' time fly, to live and die in L.A.
(Let my sing)

To live and die in L.A., it's the to be
You've got to be there to know it, everybody wanna see

go out for 92.3 and 106
All the radio stations that be my shit
Makin' my shit sells katruple quitraple platinum,
This go out to all the magazines that me

All the real
All the stores, the mom and pop
A&R people, all y'all
L.A., California part motherfuckin' two
gay ass Dre