2Pac — To live & die in L.A. Radio Edit

[Intro: 2Pac] Somebody needs to do a song for L.A., straight up Go out to L.A The new anthem California love part 2 (west side) To live and die in L.A (west side, west side, west side) [Verse 1: 2Pac] To live and die in L.A Where everybody trying to fatten their pockets So many hustle for the cash, so it's hard to knock it Everybody got they own thing, currency chasin’ Worldwide through the hard times, worrying faces Shed tears as we bury brothers close to heart What was a friend, now a ghost in the dark Cold part about it, brotha got smoked by a fiend Tryin' to floss on him, 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 stressin' Cost me more to be free than a life in the pen' Makin' money off of cuss words, writin' again Learn how to think ahead, so I fight with my pen Late night down sunset, likin' the sin What’s the worst they can do to a playa? Got me lost in hell, to live and die in L.A. on bail My people sing [Chorus: Val Young & 2Pac] 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 What 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 What everybody wanna see [Verse 2: 2Pac] It's the city of angels and constant danger South Central L.A. can't get no stranger Full of drama like a soap opera On the curb watchin’ the ghetto bird helicopters I observe so many homies gettin' three strikes, tossed in jail I swear the pen' right across from hell I can't cry, ‘cause it's on now I'm just a playa on his own now Livin' life thug style, so I can't smile Writing to my loved ones, sending them pictures Thinkin' Cali is just sun and switches Better learn about the dress code, B's and C's All them other suckas copycats, these is G's I love Cali like I love women ‘Cause every brotha in L.A. got a little bit of thug in 'em We might fight amongst each other, but I promise you this We'll tear the roof off, get us pissed To live and die in L.A [Chorus: Val Young & 2Pac] 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 What 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 What everybody wanna see [Verse 3: 2Pac] It wouldn't be L.A. without Mexicans Black love, Brown Pride and the sets again Pete Wilson tryin' to see us all broke I'm on some madness out for everything they owe Remember KDAY? Weekends, Crenshaw, MLK? Automatics rang free, guess we lost our way Gang signs being shown, brotha love your hood But recognize and it's all good So where my G's at? Brothas gettin' shermed out Snoop Dogg in the double O permed out M.O.B., Big Suge got the Lo-Lo, bounce and turn Dogg Pound in the Lex, more amounts to earn I got some Watts playas with me, O.F.T.B They put some food, but I'm cool, left the rest for me I got Neckbone, Heron, Buntry too Big Rock plus Dre, so this song's for you I hit the studio and drop a jewel, hopin' it pay Live my life, watchin' time fly To live and die in L.A [Chorus: Val Young & 2Pac] 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 What 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 What everybody wanna see [Outro: 2Pac]