Luyện nghe bài hát To Live and Die in LA

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

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

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

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

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

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

Learn how to ahead, so I fight with my pen
Late night down likin' the scene
What's the they could 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
You've got to be to know it, what everybody wanna see

To and die in L.A., it's 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., get no stranger
Full of drama like a opera, on the curb
the ghetto bird helicopters, I observe

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

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

I love like I love woman
'Cause every nigga in L.A. got a little bit of in him
We might fight with each other, but I promise you
We'll burn this bitch down, get us 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

would it be L.A. without Mexicans?
Black love brown and the sets again
Pete Wilson tryin' to see us all broke, I'm on bullshit
Out for they owe, remember K-DAY

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

Niggaz gettin' out
Snoop in this muhfucka perved out, M.O.B.
Big Suge in the Low-Low, bounce and
Dogg in the Lex, wit a ounce 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 knocked but this for you

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

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

go out for 92.3 and 106
All the radio stations that be bumpin' my
Makin' my shit sells 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 motherfuckers
L.A., California part motherfuckin' two
gay ass Dre