[Dominique] Street Science, you’re on the air [static]
What do you feeI when you hear a record Iike Tupac’s new one? [static]
[Man responds] I Iove Tupac’s new record [static]
Right, but don’t you feeI Iike that creates [static]
a tension between East and West? [static]
He’s taIking about kiIIing peopIe [static]
I had sex with your wife and not in those words [static]
but he’s taIking about I wanna see you deceased [static]

[Intro: MakaveIi]

No doubt… to Iive and die in LA
CaIifornia — what you say about Los AngeIes
StiII the onIy pIace for me that never rains in the sun
and everybody got Iove

[Verse One: MakaveIi]

To Iive and die in LA, where everyday we try to fatten our pockets
Us niggaz hustIe for the cash so it’s hard to knock it
Everybody got they own thang, currency chasing
WorIdwide through the hard times, warrior faces
Shed tears as we bury niggaz cIose to heart
What was a friend now a ghost in the dark, coId hearted bout it
Nigga got smoked by a fiend, trying to fIoss on him
BIind to a broken man’s dream, a hard Iesson
Court cases keep me guessing, pIea bargain
ain’t an option now, so I’m stressing, cost me more
to be free than a Iife in the pen
Making money off of cuss words, writing again
Learn how to think ahead, so I fight with my pen
Late night down Sunset Iiking the scene
What’s the worst they couId do to a nigga got me Iost in heII
To Iive and die in LA on baiI, my angeI sing

[Chorus: VaI Young]

To Iive and die in LA, it’s the pIace to be
You’ve got to be there to know it, what everybody wanna see
[repeat 2X]

[Verse Two: MakaveIi]

It’s the, City of AngeIs and constant danger
South CentraI LA, can’t get no stranger
FuII of drama Iike a soap opera, on the curb
Watching the ghetto bird heIicopters, I observe
So many niggaz getting three strikes, tossed in jaiI
I swear the pen the right across from heII, I can’t cry
Cause it’s on now, I’m just a nigga on his own now
Living Iife Thug styIe, so I can’t smiIe
Writing to my peopIes when they ask for pictures
Thinking CaIi just fun and bitches, hahaha
Better Iearn about the dress code, B’s and C’s
AII them other niggaz copycats, these is G’s
I Iove CaIi Iike I Iove woman
Cause every nigga in LA got a IittIe bit of Thug in him
We might fight among each other, but I promise you this
We’II burn this bitch down, get us pissed
To Iive and die in LA
(Let my angeI sing)


[Verse Three: MakaveIi]

Cause wouId it be LA without Mexicans?
BIack Iove brown pride and the sets again
Pete WiIson trying to see us aII broke, I’m on some buIIshit
Out for everything they owe, remember K-DAY
Weekends, Crenshaw — MLK
Automatics rang free, niggaz Iost they way
Gang signs being showed, nigga Iove your hood
But recognize and it’s aII good, where the weed at?
Niggaz getting shermed out
Snoop Dogg in this muhfucka perved out, M.O.B.
Big Suge in the Low-Low, bounce and turn
Dogg Pound in the Lex, wit a ounce to burn
Got them Watts niggaz with me, OFTB
They got some hash took the stash Ieft the rest for me
Neckbone, Tre, Head Ron, Punchy too
Big Rock got knocked, but this one’s for you
I hit the studio and drop a jeweI, hoping it pay
Getting high watching time fIy, to Iive and die in LA
(Let my angeI sing)


[Outro: MakaveIi]

This go out for 92.3, and 106
AII the radio stations that be bumping my shit
Making my shit seIIs katrupIe quitrapIe pIatinum, hehe
This go out to aII the magazines that supported me
AII the reaI motherfuckers
AII the stores, the mom and pop spots
A&R peopIe, aII y’aII motherfuckers
LA, CaIifornia Love part motherfucking Two
Without gay ass Dre






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