Luyện nghe bài hát To Live and Die in LA

Street Science, you're on the air,
What do you feel when you hear a record like new one? Static
I Tupac's new record, Static
but don't you feel like that creates, Static

A tension between East and Static
talking about killing people, Static
I had sex with your wife and not in words, Static
But talking about I wanna see you deceased, Static

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

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

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

Court keep me guessin', plea bargain
Ain't an option now, so I'm stressin', me more
To be than a life in the pen
Makin' money off of words, writin' again

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

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

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

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

So many niggaz gettin' strikes, tossed in jail
I swear the pen the right across from hell, I cry
'Cause on now, I'm just a nigga on his own now
Livin' life Thug style, so I smile

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

I Cali like I love woman
'Cause every nigga in L.A. got a bit of Thug in him
We might fight with other, but I promise 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
You've got to be there to know it, what wanna see

'Cause would it be L.A. Mexicans?
love brown pride and the sets again
Pete Wilson tryin' to see us all broke, I'm on bullshit
Out for everything they owe, K-DAY

Weekends, Crenshaw, MLK
Automatics rang free, lost they way
Gang signs being showed, nigga your hood
But reconize and it's all good, the weed at?

Niggaz shermed out
Snoop in this muhfucka perved out, M.O.B.
Big in the Low-Low, bounce and turn
Dogg Pound in the Lex, wit a to burn

Got them Watts niggaz with me,
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
Gettin' high watchin' fly, to live and die in L.A.
(Let my sing)

To and die in L.A., it's the place 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 be bumpin' my shit
Makin' my shit katruple quitraple platinum, hehe
This go out to all the magazines that me

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