Lyrics To Live And Die In L.A. - Makaveli

To Live And Die In L.A.

Dominque: What do you feel when you hear a record like Tupac’s new
one?
Man: I love Tupac’s new record
Dominque: right, but don’t you feel like that creates tension between
East and West?
Dominque: He’s talking about killing people, I had sex with your wife
and not in those words, but
he’s talking about I wanna see you deceased.
(after each question or sentence, a sound affect get’s
louder and louder untill Domique’s last words)
2 Pac-
No dought
To Live &Die in LA
California--whatcha saying about Los Angeles
still the only place for me that never?
To Live and Die in LA
when everyday we try a fatin’our pockets
Us niggas’hustle for the cash so it’s hard to knock it Everybody got their own thang currency chasin'
World wide thru the hard times worrying faces
Shed tears as we burry niggas’close to heart
Oh was a friend now a ghost in the dark
Cold hearted--my nigga got smoked by a feen
Trying to floss on em'
blind to a broken man’s dream
a hard lesson--caught cases--keep who’s guessin'
plea bargain aint an option now--so I’m stessin'
Cost me more to be free than a life in the penn
making money off of cuss words--writing again
Learn how to think ahead--so I fight with my pin
late night down Sunset like in a scene
What’s the worst they could do to a nigga
got me lost in hell--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
It’s the city 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 hellocopters
I observe--so many niggas'
getting 3 strikes--tossed in jail
so where’s the penn--right across from hell
I can’t cry--cause it’s on now
living life thug style--so I can’t smile
writing to my peoples
when they ask for pictures
50 cali thug niggas
better learn about the dress code
B’s and C’s--all them other niggas’copycats
these is G’s
I love Cali like I love woman
cause every nigga in LA
gotta little bit of thug in em'
We might fight with each other
but I promise you this
we will burn this shit down--get us piss
To Live &Die in LA
To Live &Die in LA, it’s the place to be you’ve got to be there to know it where everybody wanna see
What would be LA with out Mexicans
Black love--Brown pride
in the set’s again--Pete Wilson
trying to see us all broke
remember K day
weekends--crenshaw--MLK
automatics rang free cause
niggas’lost their way
gang signs being showed
nigga love your hood
but reconize and it’s all good
where the weed at--niggas getting shermed out
Snoop Dogg and his homie’s burned out
Big Suge in the lo lo bounce and turn
Dogg Pound in the Lex
with an ounce to burn
got them watts niggas with me they got some hash
took a stash
left the rest for me Neckbone--Dreray--Ron too
Big Rock got knocked
but this one’s for you
I hit the studio and drop a jewel
open and play
getting high--watching time fly
To Live &Die in LA
2 Pac-
This goes out for 92.3--all the radio stations
that be bumping my shit
This goes out to all the magazines
that supported me All the real mothafuckas'
all the stores--LA--California