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 love Tupac's new record,
Right but don't you feel that creates, Static

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

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

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

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

Court cases me guessin', plea bargain
an option now, so I'm stressin', cost me more
To be than a life in the pen
Makin' money off of cuss words, writin'

Learn how to think ahead, so I with my pen
Late down Sunset 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 sing

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

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

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

So many niggaz three strikes, tossed in jail
I swear the pen the right across from hell, I cry
'Cause it's on now, I'm just a 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 them other niggaz copycats, 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 each other, but I promise you this
We'll burn this bitch down, get us pissed to 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 everybody see

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

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

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

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

I hit the studio and a jewel, hopin' it pay
Gettin' 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 it, what everybody wanna see

go out for 92.3 and 106
All the radio that be bumpin' my shit
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., Love part motherfuckin' two
gay ass Dre