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INTRO: 

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
Not in those words, but
he's talking about I wanna see you deceased.  

Tupac: 

No dought
To Live & Die in LA
California--whatcha saying about Los Angeles
still the only place for me... 

To Live and Die in LA
where 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
What was a friend now a ghost in the dark
Cold part about 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, 
is the place to be
you've got to be there to know it
where everybody wanna see 

It's the city of angles 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
swear the penn
right across from hell
I can't cry, cause it's home 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 just fun 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 bitch down get us piss
To Live & Die in LA 

Chorus: To Live & 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 

It wouldn't be LA without Mexicans
Black love, Brown pride
In the set's again
Pete Wilson trying 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 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 in this mutha-fucka permed 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--Tray--[???]
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 & 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 real mothafuckas'
all the stores--LA--California