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lirik lagu to live & die in l.a. – 2pac


dominique: what do you feel when you hear a record like tupac’s new one?

man: i love tupac’s new record

dominique: right, but don’t you feel like that creates tension between east and west?

dominique: he’s talking about killing people, i had s-x with your wife
and not in those words, but he’s talking about i wanna see you deceased.


no doubt
to live and die in la
california – don’t care what you say about los angeles
still the only place for me it never rains

to live and die in la

where everyday we try a fatten’ our pockets
us n-gg-z hustle for the cash so it’s hard to knock it
everybody got their own thang currency chasin’
world wide through the hard times worrying faces
shed tears as we bury n-gg-z close to heart
what was a friend now a ghost in the dark
cold hearted bout it, n-gg- got smoked by a fiend
tryin to floss on em’
blind to a broken man’s dream

a hard lesson court cases keep em guessin’
plea bargain ain’t an option now so i’m stressin’

cost me more to be free than a life in the penn
making money off of cuss words writin’ again
learn how to think ahead so i fight with my pen
late night down sunset like in a sin
what’s the worst they could do to a n-gg-
get me lost in h-ll to live and die in la
on bail my angels sing…


to live and die in la, it’s the place to be
you’ve got to be there to know it
where everybody wanna see
to live and die in la, it’s the place to be
you’ve got to be there to know it
everybody wanna see

it’s the cities of angels and constant danger
south central la can’t get no stranger
full of drama like a soap opera
on the curb watching the ghetto bird helicopters
i observe so many n-gg-z
gettin 3 strikes tossed in jail
swear the penn’s right across from h-ll
i can’t cry cause it’s home now
i’m just a n-gg- on his own now
livin life thug style so i can’t smile
writin to my peoples
when they ask for pictures
thinkin cali just fun and b-tches
better learn about the dress code
b’s and c’s all them other n-gg-z copycats
these is g’s
i love cali like i love woman
cause every n-gg- in la
got a little bit of thug in em’

we might fight amongst each other
but i promise you this
we’ll burn this b-tch down–get us p-ssed
to live and die in la


it wouldn’t be la with mexicans
black love, brown pride
and the sets again–pete wilson
tryin to see us all broke
i’m on some bullsh-t
out for everything they owe
remember k day
weekends crenshaw mlk
automatics rang free n-gg-z lost they way
gang signs bein shown
n-gg- love your hood
but recognize and it’s all good
where the weed at n-gg-z gettin shermed out
snoop dogg in this m-th-f-cka burned out
big suge in the lo lo
bounce and turn
dogg pound in the lex
with an ounce to burn
got them watts n-gg-z with me ofcp
they got some hash
took a stash
left the rest for me
neckbone, dre, heron, bungy too
big rock got knocked
but this one’s for you
i hit the studio and drop a jewel
hoping it pay
gettin high watchin time fly
to live and die in la



this goes out for 92.3, 106 all the radio stations
that be b-mping my sh-t
makin my sh-t sales quadruple, quadrople, platinum
this goes out to all the magazines
that support a n-gg-
all the real muf-ckas
all the stores, the mom & pop spots
a&r people, all yawl muf-ckas
la california love
part motherf-ckin 2 without gay -ss dre

- kumpulan lirik lagu 2pac