Intro:



(Dominique) Street Science. You're on the air.

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

ugh 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.



(Tupac)

I looovve L-A



No doubt

To Live and Die in LA

California--whatcha saying about Los Angeles

still the only place for me.



To Live and Die in LA

when everyday we try a fatten' 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 bury niggas' close to heart

What was a friend now a ghost in the dark

Cold hearted--my nigga got smoked by a fiend

Trying to floss on em'

blind to a broken man's dream



A hard lesson--court cases keep me guessin'

plea bargain ain't 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 pen

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...



Chorus:



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 hellicopters

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

I'm just a nigga on his own now

living life thug style--so I can't smile

writing to my peoples

when they ask for pictures

thinking Cali's just mine and bitches

[haha]

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 pissed

To Live and Die in LA



Chorus:



To Live and Die in LA, it's the place to be

[(Tupac) Let my angel sing]

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 amongst some old s**t

out for everything they owe

remember K day

weekends--Crenshaw--MLK

automatics rang free cause

niggas' lost their way

gang signs being shown

nigga love your hood

but recognize when it's all good

where the weed at--niggas getting shermed out

Snoop Dogg and his homie's 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 O-F-T-B

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

hopin it pay

getting high--watching time fly

To Live and Die in LA



Chorus



(Tupac)



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 mom and pops stops

all the real mu'fuckas

all the stores-LA

California Love, part motha fuckin Two,

without gay ass Dre.