To Live & Die In L.A.

Street science you're on the air
 What do you feel when you hear a record like Tupac's new one?
 I love Tupac's new record
 Right, but don't you feel like that creates, uh, tension between east and west?
 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
 No doubt
 To live and die in L.A. (California)
 Don't matter what you say about Los Angeles
 Still the only place for me (it never rains in southern California)
 To live and die in L.A
 Where everyday we try to fatten' our pockets
 Us niggas hustle for the cash so it's hard to knock it
 Everybody got their own thing, currency chasin'
 World wide through the hard times, worrying faces
 Shed tears as we bury niggas close to heart
 What was a friend, now a ghost in the dark
 Cold hearted 'bout it, nigga got smoked by a fiend
 Tryna 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 nigga
 Got me lost in hell, to live and die in L.A. on bail
 My angels sing
 To live and die in L.A., it's the place to be (and my angels go)
 You've got to be there to know it
 Where everybody wanna see (to live and die in L.A.)
 To live 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 cities of angels and constant danger
 South central L.A. can't get no stranger
 Full of drama like a soap opera
 On the curb watching the ghetto bird helicopters
 I observe so many niggas
 Gettin' three strikes, tossed in jail
 Swear the penn's right across from hell
 I can't cry, cause it's home now
 I'm just a nigga 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 bitches
 (Hahaha)
 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 women
 'Cause every nigga in L.A. got a little bit of thug in em'
 We might fight amongst each other, but I promise you this
 We'll burn this bitch down, get us pissed
 To live and die in L.A
 To live and die in L.A., it's the place to be (let my angel sing)
 You've got to be there to know it
 Where everybody wanna see (to live and die in L.A.)
 To live and die in L.A., it's the place to be (to live and die in L.A.)
 You've got to be there to know it
 Everybody wanna see
 It wouldn't be L.A. without Mexicans
 Black love, brown pride, and the sex again
 Pete Wilson tryin' to see us all broke
 I'm on some bullshit
 Out for everything they owe, remember K day
 Weekends, crenshaw, MLK
 Automatics rang free, niggas lost they way
 Gang signs bein' shown, nigga love yo' hood
 But recognize, and it's all good
 Where the weed at? niggas gettin' shermed out
 Snoop Dogg in this motherfucker burned out
 M-O-B
 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, OFCP
 They got some hash, took the 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 L.A
 To live and die in L.A., it's the place to be (let my angel sing)
 You've got to be there to know it
 Where everybody wanna see
 To live and die in L.A., it's the place to be (to live and die in L.A.)
 You've got to be there to know it
 Everybody wanna see
 This goes out for 92.3, 106
 All the radio stations that be bumpin' my shit
 Makin' my shit sell quadruple, quadrople, platinum
 This goes out to all the magazines that support a nigga
 All the real motherfuckers
 All the stores, the mom and pop spots
 A and R people, all y'all motherfuckers
 L.A. California love
 Part motherfuckin' two without gay ass Dre
 
 Street science you're on the air
 What do you feel when you hear a record like Tupac's new one?
 I love Tupac's new record
 Right, but don't you feel like that creates, uh, tension between east and west?
 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
 No doubt
 To live and die in L.A. (California)
 Don't matter what you say about Los Angeles
 Still the only place for me (it never rains in southern California)
 To live and die in L.A
 Where everyday we try to fatten' our pockets
 Us niggas hustle for the cash so it's hard to knock it
 Everybody got their own thing, currency chasin'
 World wide through the hard times, worrying faces
 Shed tears as we bury niggas close to heart
 What was a friend, now a ghost in the dark
 Cold hearted 'bout it, nigga got smoked by a fiend
 Tryna 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 nigga
 Got me lost in hell, to live and die in L.A. on bail
 My angels sing
 To live and die in L.A., it's the place to be (and my angels go)
 You've got to be there to know it
 Where everybody wanna see (to live and die in L.A.)
 To live 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 cities of angels and constant danger
 South central L.A. can't get no stranger
 Full of drama like a soap opera
 On the curb watching the ghetto bird helicopters
 I observe so many niggas
 Gettin' three strikes, tossed in jail
 Swear the penn's right across from hell
 I can't cry, cause it's home now
 I'm just a nigga 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 bitches
 (Hahaha)
 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 women
 'Cause every nigga in L.A. got a little bit of thug in em'
 We might fight amongst each other, but I promise you this
 We'll burn this bitch down, get us pissed
 To live and die in L.A
 To live and die in L.A., it's the place to be (let my angel sing)
 You've got to be there to know it
 Where everybody wanna see (to live and die in L.A.)
 To live and die in L.A., it's the place to be (to live and die in L.A.)
 You've got to be there to know it
 Everybody wanna see
 It wouldn't be L.A. without Mexicans
 Black love, brown pride, and the sex again
 Pete Wilson tryin' to see us all broke
 I'm on some bullshit
 Out for everything they owe, remember K day
 Weekends, crenshaw, MLK
 Automatics rang free, niggas lost they way
 Gang signs bein' shown, nigga love yo' hood
 But recognize, and it's all good
 Where the weed at? niggas gettin' shermed out
 Snoop Dogg in this motherfucker burned out
 M-O-B
 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, OFCP
 They got some hash, took the 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 L.A
 To live and die in L.A., it's the place to be (let my angel sing)
 You've got to be there to know it
 Where everybody wanna see
 To live and die in L.A., it's the place to be (to live and die in L.A.)
 You've got to be there to know it
 Everybody wanna see
 This goes out for 92.3, 106
 All the radio stations that be bumpin' my shit
 Makin' my shit sell quadruple, quadrople, platinum
 This goes out to all the magazines that support a nigga
 All the real motherfuckers
 All the stores, the mom and pop spots
 A and R people, all y'all motherfuckers
 L.A. California love
 Part motherfuckin' two without gay ass Dre