Tithokoze Namwera whatcha talkin bout? Dre didn’t even produce 0,5% of Pacs beats LMAO and surely not to live and die in LA. If you‘ve ever listened to the outro you‘d know Pac dissed Dre :D
I hate to dispute but Pac even said himself he liked to record multiple songs in a session over simple drum patterns, then let the producers handle the instrumentation afterwards..so he didn't really ever beat select towards the end of his career. He felt that his time was limited at that point, so he wanted to just record as much as he could and not worry about all the extra production.
anytime . always this song remind me when i got in L.A 1st time in 2012 ... pico & westurn . crenshaw . ktown . down town . Glendale in NB . Pasadena in EB . O.C in SB ...and ... my lovely memory in WB ....
This is the best instrumental I heard and it brings such a sadness especially when it hits chorus. I feel everything that I loved and cared for is dead and gone... and I am the last one that is left.
Legion Mariah Your ass gives me inspiration. Believe that because history and facts don't lie. You are the most gorgeous woman on the planet. Game over. Bye Felecia.
Shed tears as we bury niggas close to heart Who was a friend, now a ghost in the dark Cold-hearted 'bout it, nigga 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 scene What's the worst they can do to a nigga? Got me lost in Hell, to live and die in L.A. on bail To live and die in L.A., it's the place to be (And the angels go) You've got to be there to know it When everybody wanna see to live and die in L.A., it's the place to be You've got to be there to know it When everybody wanna see 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 niggas 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 nigga on his own now Livin' life thug style, so I can't smile Writing to my peoples when they ask for pictures Thinkin' Cali just fun and bitches Better learn about the dress code, B's and C's All them other motherfucker 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 him 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 angels sing) You've got to be there to know it When 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 When everybody wanna see It wouldn't be L.A. without mexicans Black love, brown pride in the sets again Pete Wilson tryin' to see us all broke I'm on some bullshit out for everything they owe Remember KDAY? Weekends, Crenshaw, MLK? Automatics rang free, niggas lost they way Gang signs being shown, nigga, love your hood But recognize and it's all good Where the weed at? Niggas gettin' shermed out Snoop Dogg in this mothafucka permed out M.O.B., Big Suge in the Lo-Lo, bounce and turn Dogg Pound in the Lex with a ounce to burn Got them Watts niggas with me, O.F.T.B They got some hash, took the stash, left the rest for me Neckbone, Tray, Heron, Buntry too Big Rock got knocked, but this one's for you I hit the studio and drop a jewel, hopin' 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 When 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 When everybody wanna see (Let my angel sing) This go out for 92.3 and 106 All the radio stations that be bumpin' my shit Makin' my shit sells quadruple, quatruple, platinum (To live and die in L.A.) This go out to all the magazines that support a nigga All the real motherfuckers (To live and die in L.A.) All the stores, the mom and pop spots A&R people, all y'all mothafuckers (To live and die in L.A.) L.A., California Love part mothafucking two Without gay ass Dre (To live and die in L.A.) To live and die in L.A. To live and die in L.A.
Shout out to all the fathers out there that love and want to be in their kids lives and the single fathers that didn’t give up on their kids when their mom did. I wish one day someone will make a song as popular as this one for y’all
It is our home. we are in everything and are everything. We are within and without, above and below, left and right. We are the beginning and the end. We are eternal like the source whence we came from and from which we are made of. The source that cannot be multiplied, divided, or taken away from.
To live and die in LA, where everyday we try to fatten our pockets Us niggas hustle for the cash so it's hard to knock it Everybody got they own thang, currency chasin' Worldwide through the hard times, worrying faces Shed tears as we bury niggas close to heart Who was a friend is now a ghost in the dark Cold part about it, nigga got smoked by a fiend Tryna 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 Making money off of cuss words, writing again Learn how to think ahead, so I fight with my pen Late night down Sunset liking the scene What's the worst they could do to a nigga? Got me lost in hell To live and die in LA on bail To live and die in L.A. It's the place to be You've got to be there to know it What everybody wanna see To live and die in L.A It's the place to be You've got to be there to know it What 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 helicopters, I observe So many niggas getting three strikes, tossed in jail I swear the pen the 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 just fun and bitches 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 LA got a little bit of thug in him 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. It's the place to be (Let my angel sing) You've got to be there to know it What everybody wanna see To live and die in L.A. It's the place to be You've got to be there to know it What everybody wanna see yeah 'Cause would it be LA without Mexicans? It's black love brown pride and the sets again Pete Wilson tryna 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 being showed, nigga love your hood But recognize and it's all good, where the weed at? Niggas getting shermed out Snoop Dogg in this motherfucker permed out M.O.B. Big Suge in the Low-Low, bounce and turn Dogg Pound in the Lex, with a ounce to burn Got them Watts niggas with me, OFTB They got some hash took the stash left the rest for me Neckbone, Tre, Heron, Buntry too Big Rock got knocked, but this one's for you I hit the studio and drop a jewel, hoping it pay Getting high watching time fly 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 What everybody wanna see To live and die in L.A. It's the place to be (to live and die in LA) You've got to be there to know it What everybody wanna see yeah This go out for 92.3 And 106 All the radio stations that be bumping my shit Making my shit sells katruple quitraple platinum This go out to all the magazines that supported me (to live in die in LA) All the real motherfuckers (to live in die in LA) All the stores, the mom and pop spots A&R people, all you all motherfuckers (to live in die in LA) LA, California Love part motherfucking Two Without gay ass Dre (to live in die in LA)
Sipping on a bottle or two... reminiscing.... thinking about the 'i love yous' ... malnutrition...pimping a hard-game...with a brick for a heart.....clock ⌚ hands on the cordial... guiding steps from the start.....city lights in the 🌉 night....strip clubs on the right...throwing dollars, till the sun rising, sensitive eyesights...sleeping on it...waken up... enjoying the high-life...my pen n pad 🗒️ scaling up the ladder to mountain heights....only the wise will follow...search precise....I left my footprints in ice...
Crime used to pay for food light and shelter Hustling through hard times Tried to set me free but the monsters of the world got us trapped then on the inside of a cell is a living hell The world has many blessings Poisoned by substance and alcoholic dranks My mind state Creates peace praying for the world asking for forgiveness Addicted to the innocent killings and for the pain I have witnessed It's heartfelt makes my heart melt And for the woman and the children there's a heaven for the ghetto Heart of men will rise Preventing suicide Preventing rape Preventing hate Love your people for who they are Trust in the lord better days are yet to come No need for ammunition No need for guns Take the time to relate Stop the crime rate Life must go on Word is born Try to make a change for the live God blessed the dead Rest easy and for the ones that died Pour out some liquor reminisce through the chronic smoke Represent the real for real times it's a struggle life is hard to juggle Even through my worst times no time for fear of man Cause I understand life as a man It's okay to cry not crazy Love where I'm from this is my life To live and die in az
I Live N Breath As A Men. Hard Work Pays Off N Still Pressure On How Life Is Because The Streets Ain't No Forgiveness. But we still lack to make change. I gotta keep my head up n this time of hell. To my brother n sister I wish u well. Up here fighting against my my pen. Just to get it to the end my sin is to get it how it is. Because at the end of the day I Ain't rocking with friends. I call Em my homies. Stay focus on something u love. Cuz the streets ain't nothing but death or jail on every corner. But we gotta get it how it is. This n life ain't easy. I live n breath as a men
This is that beat where you just riding in the convertible with a beautiful blue sky and the sun looking over you and just thanking God that you here and enjoying a normal
to live is to die, and my heart is fleeting, beating by when I'm needing a beat to abide, confide to a box, slow like a sloth, quick like a fox, spread like the lox, smear on bagel, when I appear, its like it's fear or it's fatal, to cut me out, like a cord that's prenatal, care for my sword, my pen on my table, signing all the time, clear on cable, satellite my ramble right, the hum of the drum snares me into the net, and I spit a verse as fast as I can forget, I can't finesse, I can only grind, and make it as smooth as the twine, that tied me to the beat, little rough around the edges, still pledge this incomplete, half of me, creamery, is it gonna cost me, should I stay out, or pour it on like the coffee, but I'm not corn or am I sloppy, I'm the reliable, the dependable sort of jollapy, roll when you cannot rock me, I'm boulder, and stay situated like a hot seat, percolated, bubbling up, to the top tree, I do this because I'm sick of monotony...
I don't know you ,If you say that 2Pac A Legend ,then you adeguate, understanding in music man . I hope you just made a mistake and did not write it, it happens
"Shed tears as we bury niggas close to heart Who was a friend is now a ghost in the dark Cold-hearted 'bout it, nigga got smoked by a fiend Tryin' to floss on him, blind to a broken man's dream" God bless the dead...to lose big and pac really affected the culture...least we got to have jay and Nas for a long time.Hate the violence side of the hip hop.love from zim🇿🇼🇿🇼
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, Ah, 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 LA California, what you say about Los Angeles Still the only place for me That never rains in the sun and everybody got love To live and die in LA, where everyday we try to fatten our pockets Us niggas hustle for the cash so it's hard to knock it Everybody got they own thang, currency chasin' Worldwide through the hard times, worrying faces Shed tears as we bury niggas close to heart Who was a friend is now a ghost in the dark, Cold hearted bout it Nigga got smoked by a fiend Trying 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 Making money off of cuss words, writing again Learn how to think ahead, so I fight with my pen Late night down Sunset liking the scene What's the worst they could do to a nigga? Got me lost in hell To live and die in LA on bail To live and die in L.A. It's the place to be You've got to be there to know it What everybody wanna see To live and die in L.A It's the place to be. You've got to be there to know it What 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 helicopters, I observe So many niggas getting three strikes, tossed in jail I swear the pen the 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 just fun and bitches 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 LA got a little bit of thug in him 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. It's the place to be (Let my angel sing) You've got to be there to know it What everybody wanna see To live and die in L.A. It's the place to be You've got to be there to know it What everybody wanna see yeah 'Cause would it be LA without Mexicans? It's black love brown pride and the sets 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 they way Gang signs being showed, nigga love your hood But recognize and it's all good, where the weed at? Niggas getting shermed out Snoop Dogg in this motherfucker perved out, M.O.B. Big Suge in the Low-Low, bounce and turn Dogg Pound in the Lex, with a ounce to burn Got them Watts niggas with me, OFTB They got some hash took the stash left 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 jewel, hoping it pay Getting high watching time fly 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 What everybody wanna see To live and die in L.A. It's the place to be (to live and die in LA) You've got to be there to know it What everybody wanna see yeah This go out for 92.3 And 106 All the radio stations that be bumping my shit Making my shit sells katruple quitraple platinum This go out to all the magazines that supported me (to live in die in LA) All the real motherfuckers (to live in die in LA) All the stores, the mom and pop spots A&R people, all you all motherfuckers (to live in die in LA) LA, California Love part motherfucking Two Without gay ass Dre (to live in die in LA)
live and die, with a code to apply, like it's an old type of guy, exposed like it shouldn't be right, but it is, I live by the night, she brings me comfort, caresses my theory, she hears me come forth, and some words reach her just the same, I get live when I here her call my name, we flow like the vein, spill out each other in the midst of the pain, sometimes she isn't sane, and goes wild like off the chain, we blend like the mild, sauce, and get busy when the lights go off, getting tipsy, she's awfully soft, and cradles my thoughts when she'll miss me, her and I get it cracking like a split be, what is happening, she's so fly, the rest is history, when she comes by, she might be, the only one who gets me, high off her pheromone, she's a real lady, kind of shady, but loves me to the bone, and I can call her marrow, she sings to me like the call of a sparrow, she's so tight, she stays narrow, and I accept her invite, so we roll like the barrel, and cross up, I mean, intertwine like the seam of the jeans, she's the lady called the night so she's right in my dream, and I drift listless, on her natural high, her thighs squeeze my entrance, she always holds my interest, and lets me go when I handled the business, so you know, where we go, and how we manage this, she's my solace and holds her promise like a grip of the bandages,
To Live and Die in L.A. Tupac Shakur No doubt, to live and die in LA California, what you say about Los Angeles Still the only place for me That never rains in the sun and everybody got love To live and die in LA, where everyday we try to fatten our pockets Us niggas hustle for the cash so it's hard to knock it Everybody got they own thang, currency chasin' Worldwide through the hard times, worrying faces Shed tears as we bury niggas close to heart Who was a friend is now a ghost in the dark, Cold hearted bout it Nigga got smoked by a fiend Trying 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 Making money off of cuss words, writing again Learn how to think ahead, so I fight with my pen Late night down Sunset liking the scene What's the worst they could do to a nigga? Got me lost in hell To live and die in LA on bail To live and die in L.A. It's the place to be You've got to be there to know it What everybody wanna see To live and die in L.A It's the place to be. You've got to be there to know it What 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 helicopters, I observe So many niggas getting three strikes, tossed in jail I swear the pen the 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 just fun and bitches 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 LA got a little bit of thug in him 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. It's the place to be (Let my angel sing) You've got to be there to know it What everybody wanna see To live and die in L.A. It's the place to be You've got to be there to know it What everybody wanna see yeah 'Cause would it be LA without Mexicans? It's black love brown pride and the sets 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 they way Gang signs being showed, nigga love your hood But recognize and it's all good, where the weed at? Niggas getting shermed out Snoop Dogg in this motherfucker perved out, M.O.B. Big Suge in the Low-Low, bounce and turn Dogg Pound in the Lex, with a ounce to burn Got them Watts niggas with me, OFTB They got some hash took the stash left 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 jewel, hoping it pay Getting high watching time fly 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 What everybody wanna see To live and die in L.A. It's the place to be (to live and die in LA) You've got to be there to know it What everybody wanna see yeah This go out for 92.3 And 106 All the radio stations that be bumping my shit Making my shit sells katruple quitraple platinum This go out to all the magazines that supported me (to live in die in LA) All the real motherfuckers (to live in die in LA) All the stores, the mom and pop spots A&R people, all you all motherfuckers (to live in die in LA) LA, California Love part motherfucking Two Without gay ass Dre (to live in die in LA)
Tranquility lane Ain't enough hennessy to kill this pain I don't feel the same I don't feel the rain Mum you was to real but got caught in a drug game plus the estates we were living in were kinda rough times were tough but you still try to make a big change always making sure I was wearing icey chains. Cos you cared for me even though life was eaten you up mentally you was there for me now I can't beleive your not here to see the best of me still when I reminisce I try to output positive energy cos all we got in this world is our legacy. I love you mum your not just a memory ❤
Viver e morrer em AL Todo mundo se organiza pro final de ano, é que minha state, é palco pras melhores férias.. Circulando igual artéria, desenvolvo sobre ela, produções, me chame terra
This Is My Favorite Hip-Hop Song - WiseArtist92 - To Live And Die In Los Angeles - Tupac Amaru Shakur Feat Val Young [Produced By QDIII] [Year: 1996] [Album: Makavelli The Don: The 7 Day Theory] [Official Music Video]
It's too live and die in L.A where everyone trying too fattening their pockets so it's hard too knock us We got our own thing worries and chasing currency
live and resurrected, project like the flash is, this isn't passive, not aggressive, just getting funky like the trash is, I'm too blunt like a bad kid when he takes a hit and asks if you wanna pass this, I'm gaseous, element, hit the skies with a rise that's kinda massive, cloud disperses when my curses hit like a blacksmith, with a matches appeal, cuz I strike like the steel, when it cracks it, split the weary with no teary culmination, cry your river to someone who gives an explanation, I give lessons, so learn a combination, or I'll keep locking it down, for the common patron, and my conversation, is one sided, don't try to divide it, cuz I'll keep adding more like a shovel, bury your logic with a product that muffles, scuffle with another less intuitive, you don't need to know who it is, it's the one who always goes where the music is, I always come back if thought that you muted this...
2Pac was good at beat selection!! He was a musical genius
Dr Dre is the man.
Tithokoze Namwera whatcha talkin bout? Dre didn’t even produce 0,5% of Pacs beats LMAO and surely not to live and die in LA. If you‘ve ever listened to the outro you‘d know Pac dissed Dre :D
2pac quotes in the song " California love part motherf*cking 2 without gay ass Dre".
I hate to dispute but Pac even said himself he liked to record multiple songs in a session over simple drum patterns, then let the producers handle the instrumentation afterwards..so he didn't really ever beat select towards the end of his career. He felt that his time was limited at that point, so he wanted to just record as much as he could and not worry about all the extra production.
that's really efficient and smart.
i can listen to this instrumental all night just reminising about my life...
LaRaZaFolkkz 48th lol buh on sum real shi i be doin dat 2
I believe meant “reminiscing” eh!
Yeah. This beat is tight
Hell yea, sad times we live in now, people don’t make this music no more, someone give me a time machine.
Me too! 👊🙏
anytime . always this song remind me when i got in L.A 1st time in 2012 ... pico & westurn . crenshaw . ktown . down town . Glendale in NB . Pasadena in EB . O.C in SB ...and ... my lovely memory in WB ....
To those who have risen and fallen... Rest In Peace Prince & Tupac.
cursivedubline5 and eazy e biggie
R.I.P all
Cannot forget Whitney..
Kaido too
B L A C K P O W E R
After all these years, I find myself coming back here again and again. It's forever stuck with me.
Back when hip hop had something to say!
R.I.P. Pac..
Truth! Listening to this while I'm currency chasing. Staying motivated unlike today's crybaby rappers whining about their girlfriends.
I'll Be Forever The Greatest Fan Of 2Pac.What A Legend Of Hip Hop.May Your Soul Continue Rest In Peace
Thanks little brother,,for letting your people know we are the roses that grow from underneath the concrete. 4ever Makeveli,, Tupac
This is the best instrumental I heard and it brings such a sadness especially when it hits chorus.
I feel everything that I loved and cared for is dead and gone... and I am the last one that is left.
Tupac the best.
The most beautiful song Tupac did.
Shakur.... Damn it... We miss you man..!!!
"It never rains in Southern California"
It wouldn't be LA without Mexicans, Black love Brown pride in the sets again 🎶🙏🏿
This gives me such a good vibe
LegendMariah dats how I'm feeling right now
Legion Mariah Your ass gives me inspiration. Believe that because history and facts don't lie. You are the most gorgeous woman on the planet. Game over. Bye Felecia.
I ❤ this instrumental i sit & think all time to this.. The shit iv been through good time & bad💯🎧🥂
What's up Mariah Carey
💋💋💋💋💋💋💋
The ’90s was the best Era of Rap; now we left with Mumble Rappers, lil…etc etc
I ❤ this instrumental.. I sit and think to this all the time! The shit iv been through, goods time & bad👍🎧💯🥂
How come the more I listen to this track I love it more each time!?! So much depth to it. Magical instrumental
Listening to this makes me wish PAC was here even more 😭😭😭🙏🏾🙏🏾❤️💯
God bless this instrumental never forget this 2pac Track in my chillhood memories
To live and die in la love to pac🖖🏽✌🏼️✌🏼🖖🏽
Amen my condolences pac paradise heaven the fortess
WEST SIDE 4 LIFE
I can imagine myself cruising down the 101 or the 5 in a 64 impala.
Tupac you are a legend and you live forever in our hearts
Man this song gives confirmation that every thing is gonna be alright 💯❤️😀😢😢
🙏
indeed 😩
Need to release a version with Val Young in the background.
so chill
For real
Shed tears as we bury niggas close to heart
Who was a friend, now a ghost in the dark
Cold-hearted 'bout it, nigga 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 scene
What's the worst they can do to a nigga?
Got me lost in Hell, to live and die in L.A. on bail
To live and die in L.A., it's the place to be
(And the angels go) You've got to be there to know it
When everybody wanna see
to live and die in L.A., it's the place to be
You've got to be there to know it
When everybody wanna see
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 niggas 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 nigga on his own now
Livin' life thug style, so I can't smile
Writing to my peoples when they ask for pictures
Thinkin' Cali just fun and bitches
Better learn about the dress code, B's and C's
All them other motherfucker 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 him
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 angels sing) You've got to be there to know it
When 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
When everybody wanna see
It wouldn't be L.A. without mexicans
Black love, brown pride in the sets again
Pete Wilson tryin' to see us all broke
I'm on some bullshit out for everything they owe
Remember KDAY? Weekends, Crenshaw, MLK?
Automatics rang free, niggas lost they way
Gang signs being shown, nigga, love your hood
But recognize and it's all good
Where the weed at? Niggas gettin' shermed out
Snoop Dogg in this mothafucka permed out
M.O.B., Big Suge in the Lo-Lo, bounce and turn
Dogg Pound in the Lex with a ounce to burn
Got them Watts niggas with me, O.F.T.B
They got some hash, took the stash, left the rest for me
Neckbone, Tray, Heron, Buntry too
Big Rock got knocked, but this one's for you
I hit the studio and drop a jewel, hopin' 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
When 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
When everybody wanna see (Let my angel sing)
This go out for 92.3 and 106
All the radio stations that be bumpin' my shit
Makin' my shit sells quadruple, quatruple, platinum
(To live and die in L.A.) This go out to all the magazines that support a nigga
All the real motherfuckers
(To live and die in L.A.) All the stores, the mom and pop spots
A&R people, all y'all mothafuckers
(To live and die in L.A.) L.A., California Love part mothafucking two
Without gay ass Dre (To live and die in L.A.)
To live and die in L.A.
To live and die in L.A.
Legendary beat
Eres el mejor Pac ! descansa en paz
We need those mmmmmmmms on the beat
i want someone that can do an instrumental with that
ua-cam.com/video/EoAvIJ4Zfs8/v-deo.html
💯💯💯
😂🌴
so smooth beat... love it so much...love 2000s era🥰
Shout out to all the fathers out there that love and want to be in their kids lives and the single fathers that didn’t give up on their kids when their mom did. I wish one day someone will make a song as popular as this one for y’all
I can kick back, have some wine and listen to this. RIP Pac!!
This world is not our home,,,we're just passing thru,,! Outlawz 4/ever
THAT SHIT HARD
It is our home. we are in everything and are everything. We are within and without, above and below, left and right. We are the beginning and the end. We are eternal like the source whence we came from and from which we are made of. The source that cannot be multiplied, divided, or taken away from.
Californiaaaaaaaaaa
🤟🏽🤟🏽Best coast
Who still listening That fuckin song😍😍😍...
2pac 🤦🏾♂️quel gâchis !!!
This version is 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
Pac 4 ever !!!
sample from Prince - do me baby
"Friends and Strangers" by Ronnie Laws"
RV NT do me baby - Prince
@@neth7828 the baseline is from Friends and Strangers. The piano is from Do Me Baby
@@youngconservative96 thanks 😉
@@neth7828 actually it’s a replayed sample of Do Me Baby. It’s not a direct sample
To live and die in LA, where everyday we try to fatten our pockets
Us niggas hustle for the cash so it's hard to knock it
Everybody got they own thang, currency chasin'
Worldwide through the hard times, worrying faces
Shed tears as we bury niggas close to heart
Who was a friend is now a ghost in the dark
Cold part about it, nigga got smoked by a fiend
Tryna 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
Making money off of cuss words, writing again
Learn how to think ahead, so I fight with my pen
Late night down Sunset liking the scene
What's the worst they could do to a nigga? Got me lost in hell
To live and die in LA on bail
To live and die in L.A.
It's the place to be
You've got to be there to know it
What everybody wanna see
To live and die in L.A
It's the place to be
You've got to be there to know it
What 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 helicopters, I observe
So many niggas getting three strikes, tossed in jail
I swear the pen the 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 just fun and bitches
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 LA got a little bit of thug in him
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.
It's the place to be (Let my angel sing)
You've got to be there to know it
What everybody wanna see
To live and die in L.A.
It's the place to be
You've got to be there to know it
What everybody wanna see yeah
'Cause would it be LA without Mexicans?
It's black love brown pride and the sets again
Pete Wilson tryna 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 being showed, nigga love your hood
But recognize and it's all good, where the weed at?
Niggas getting shermed out
Snoop Dogg in this motherfucker permed out
M.O.B. Big Suge in the Low-Low, bounce and turn
Dogg Pound in the Lex, with a ounce to burn
Got them Watts niggas with me, OFTB
They got some hash took the stash left the rest for me
Neckbone, Tre, Heron, Buntry too
Big Rock got knocked, but this one's for you
I hit the studio and drop a jewel, hoping it pay
Getting high watching time fly
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
What everybody wanna see
To live and die in L.A.
It's the place to be (to live and die in LA)
You've got to be there to know it
What everybody wanna see yeah
This go out for 92.3
And 106
All the radio stations that be bumping my shit
Making my shit sells katruple quitraple platinum
This go out to all the magazines that supported me (to live in die in LA)
All the real motherfuckers (to live in die in LA)
All the stores, the mom and pop spots
A&R people, all you all motherfuckers (to live in die in LA)
LA, California Love part motherfucking Two
Without gay ass Dre (to live in die in LA)
Imma say it right now. Best instrumental of all time
Sipping on a bottle or two... reminiscing.... thinking about the 'i love yous' ... malnutrition...pimping a hard-game...with a brick for a heart.....clock ⌚ hands on the cordial... guiding steps from the start.....city lights in the 🌉 night....strip clubs on the right...throwing dollars, till the sun rising, sensitive eyesights...sleeping on it...waken up... enjoying the high-life...my pen n pad 🗒️ scaling up the ladder to mountain heights....only the wise will follow...search precise....I left my footprints in ice...
This beat makes you just reminisce!
Rest in peace pac paradise heaven the fortess 🙏☝🙌👐👊 my big Hommie
Crime used to pay for food light and shelter
Hustling through hard times
Tried to set me free but the monsters of the world got us trapped
then on the inside of a cell is a living hell
The world has many blessings
Poisoned by substance and alcoholic dranks
My mind state
Creates peace praying for the world asking for forgiveness
Addicted to the innocent killings and for the pain I have witnessed
It's heartfelt makes my heart melt
And for the woman and the children there's a heaven for the ghetto
Heart of men will rise
Preventing suicide
Preventing rape
Preventing hate
Love your people for who they are
Trust in the lord better days are yet to come
No need for ammunition
No need for guns
Take the time to relate
Stop the crime rate
Life must go on
Word is born
Try to make a change for the live
God blessed the dead
Rest easy and for the ones that died
Pour out some liquor reminisce through the chronic smoke
Represent the real for real times it's a struggle
life is hard to juggle
Even through my worst times no time for fear of man
Cause I understand life as a man
It's okay to cry not crazy
Love where I'm from this is my life
To live and die in az
You suck dude.
That replay of Do Me Baby is one of the best replayed sample
RIP Legend
Playing pac all week long. These times call on it.
Loving that Rhodes vibe
What a Walk towards righteousness would sound like!!
Straight cruise to this all day higher than shit R.I.P TO THA "DON"
I Live N Breath As A Men. Hard Work Pays Off N Still Pressure On How Life Is Because The Streets Ain't No Forgiveness. But we still lack to make change. I gotta keep my head up n this time of hell. To my brother n sister I wish u well. Up here fighting against my my pen. Just to get it to the end my sin is to get it how it is. Because at the end of the day I Ain't rocking with friends. I call Em my homies. Stay focus on something u love. Cuz the streets ain't nothing but death or jail on every corner. But we gotta get it how it is. This n life ain't easy.
I live n breath as a men
This is that beat where you just riding in the convertible with a beautiful blue sky and the sun looking over you and just thanking God that you here and enjoying a normal
u right dough
UA-cam Teezy T Phoenix. Strate up
to live is to die, and my heart is fleeting, beating by when I'm needing a beat to abide, confide to a box, slow like a sloth, quick like a fox, spread like the lox, smear on bagel, when I appear, its like it's fear or it's fatal, to cut me out, like a cord that's prenatal, care for my sword, my pen on my table, signing all the time, clear on cable, satellite my ramble right, the hum of the drum snares me into the net, and I spit a verse as fast as I can forget, I can't finesse, I can only grind, and make it as smooth as the twine, that tied me to the beat, little rough around the edges, still pledge this incomplete, half of me, creamery, is it gonna cost me, should I stay out, or pour it on like the coffee, but I'm not corn or am I sloppy, I'm the reliable, the dependable sort of jollapy, roll when you cannot rock me, I'm boulder, and stay situated like a hot seat, percolated, bubbling up, to the top tree, I do this because I'm sick of monotony...
The Best Forever ! Real Legend! Ye man this is real shit! Its very nice
#top100 🎼🎵🎶Makaveli🎶🎵🎼 #djs of all #alltime
2Pac God of RAP
Alive 100 %
Nothing more to say.
Daaaaaaamn even the Instrumental sounds good
A Legend
Thomas Washington
I don't know you ,If you say that 2Pac A Legend ,then you adeguate, understanding in music man . I hope you just made a mistake and did not write it, it happens
I'm missing my late friend, great Beyan Weefah and Tupac.
Such a mellow track but when Tupac is on it he pumps it up so much haha
"Shed tears as we bury niggas close to heart
Who was a friend is now a ghost in the dark
Cold-hearted 'bout it, nigga got smoked by a fiend
Tryin' to floss on him, blind to a broken man's dream"
God bless the dead...to lose big and pac really affected the culture...least we got to have jay and Nas for a long time.Hate the violence side of the hip hop.love from zim🇿🇼🇿🇼
This instrumental makes me think of sonic adventure.
lol, y?
Rayray88 Sounds like something I heard in the game.
Kendrick Palmore i see what you see
@ fuck u
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,
Ah, 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 LA
California, what you say about Los Angeles
Still the only place for me
That never rains in the sun and everybody got love
To live and die in LA, where everyday we try to fatten our pockets
Us niggas hustle for the cash so it's hard to knock it
Everybody got they own thang, currency chasin'
Worldwide through the hard times, worrying faces
Shed tears as we bury niggas close to heart
Who was a friend is now a ghost in the dark,
Cold hearted bout it Nigga got smoked by a fiend
Trying 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
Making money off of cuss words, writing again
Learn how to think ahead, so I fight with my pen
Late night down Sunset liking the scene
What's the worst they could do to a nigga? Got me lost in hell
To live and die in LA on bail
To live and die in L.A.
It's the place to be
You've got to be there to know it
What everybody wanna see
To live and die in L.A
It's the place to be.
You've got to be there to know it
What 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 helicopters, I observe
So many niggas getting three strikes, tossed in jail
I swear the pen the 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 just fun and bitches
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 LA got a little bit of thug in him
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.
It's the place to be (Let my angel sing)
You've got to be there to know it
What everybody wanna see
To live and die in L.A.
It's the place to be
You've got to be there to know it
What everybody wanna see yeah
'Cause would it be LA without Mexicans?
It's black love brown pride and the sets 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 they way
Gang signs being showed, nigga love your hood
But recognize and it's all good, where the weed at?
Niggas getting shermed out
Snoop Dogg in this motherfucker perved out,
M.O.B. Big Suge in the Low-Low, bounce and turn
Dogg Pound in the Lex, with a ounce to burn
Got them Watts niggas with me, OFTB
They got some hash took the stash left 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 jewel, hoping it pay
Getting high watching time fly
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
What everybody wanna see
To live and die in L.A.
It's the place to be (to live and die in LA)
You've got to be there to know it
What everybody wanna see yeah
This go out for 92.3
And 106
All the radio stations that be bumping my shit
Making my shit sells katruple quitraple platinum
This go out to all the magazines that supported me (to live in die in LA)
All the real motherfuckers (to live in die in LA)
All the stores, the mom and pop spots
A&R people, all you all motherfuckers (to live in die in LA)
LA, California Love part motherfucking Two
Without gay ass Dre (to live in die in LA)
The best
fighting through hard times
live and die, with a code to apply, like it's an old type of guy, exposed like it shouldn't be right, but it is, I live by the night, she brings me comfort, caresses my theory, she hears me come forth, and some words reach her just the same, I get live when I here her call my name, we flow like the vein, spill out each other in the midst of the pain, sometimes she isn't sane, and goes wild like off the chain, we blend like the mild, sauce, and get busy when the lights go off, getting tipsy, she's awfully soft, and cradles my thoughts when she'll miss me, her and I get it cracking like a split be, what is happening, she's so fly, the rest is history, when she comes by, she might be, the only one who gets me, high off her pheromone, she's a real lady, kind of shady, but loves me to the bone, and I can call her marrow, she sings to me like the call of a sparrow, she's so tight, she stays narrow, and I accept her invite, so we roll like the barrel, and cross up, I mean, intertwine like the seam of the jeans, she's the lady called the night so she's right in my dream, and I drift listless, on her natural high, her thighs squeeze my entrance, she always holds my interest, and lets me go when I handled the business, so you know, where we go, and how we manage this, she's my solace and holds her promise like a grip of the bandages,
Always the best rip🙏
What's up Tupac
👹👹👹👹👹👹
⚜️🎀⚜️ - Loving Moment. 👑🎀👑 - A Peaceful Moment - ⚜️👌⚜️
MAGIC!
Rip pac love you until the death of me bruh
this song reminds me of my uncle buster ❤❤❤ rest and peace to him
I Love U Tupac I Don't Believe Your Gone Big Brother💔💔
My condolences
Clean version, thank you. 🎉
La j'arrive à mieux entendre le sample de Prince quel génie d'avoir superposés les paroles de to live and die in LA sur l'instrument de Do me baby 😍👌
Bump this shit all day all high STAYING DRUNK🍻🍺🍻🍺🍻🍺
To Live and Die in L.A.
Tupac Shakur
No doubt, to live and die in LA
California, what you say about Los Angeles
Still the only place for me
That never rains in the sun and everybody got love
To live and die in LA, where everyday we try to fatten our pockets
Us niggas hustle for the cash so it's hard to knock it
Everybody got they own thang, currency chasin'
Worldwide through the hard times, worrying faces
Shed tears as we bury niggas close to heart
Who was a friend is now a ghost in the dark,
Cold hearted bout it Nigga got smoked by a fiend
Trying 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
Making money off of cuss words, writing again
Learn how to think ahead, so I fight with my pen
Late night down Sunset liking the scene
What's the worst they could do to a nigga? Got me lost in hell
To live and die in LA on bail
To live and die in L.A.
It's the place to be
You've got to be there to know it
What everybody wanna see
To live and die in L.A
It's the place to be.
You've got to be there to know it
What 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 helicopters, I observe
So many niggas getting three strikes, tossed in jail
I swear the pen the 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 just fun and bitches
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 LA got a little bit of thug in him
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.
It's the place to be (Let my angel sing)
You've got to be there to know it
What everybody wanna see
To live and die in L.A.
It's the place to be
You've got to be there to know it
What everybody wanna see yeah
'Cause would it be LA without Mexicans?
It's black love brown pride and the sets 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 they way
Gang signs being showed, nigga love your hood
But recognize and it's all good, where the weed at?
Niggas getting shermed out
Snoop Dogg in this motherfucker perved out,
M.O.B. Big Suge in the Low-Low, bounce and turn
Dogg Pound in the Lex, with a ounce to burn
Got them Watts niggas with me, OFTB
They got some hash took the stash left 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 jewel, hoping it pay
Getting high watching time fly
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
What everybody wanna see
To live and die in L.A.
It's the place to be (to live and die in LA)
You've got to be there to know it
What everybody wanna see yeah
This go out for 92.3
And 106
All the radio stations that be bumping my shit
Making my shit sells katruple quitraple platinum
This go out to all the magazines that supported me (to live in die in LA)
All the real motherfuckers (to live in die in LA)
All the stores, the mom and pop spots
A&R people, all you all motherfuckers (to live in die in LA)
LA, California Love part motherfucking Two
Without gay ass Dre (to live in die in LA)
Street science you're on the air
Tranquility lane
Ain't enough hennessy to kill this pain
I don't feel the same I don't feel the rain
Mum you was to real but got caught in a drug game plus the estates we were living in were kinda rough times were tough but you still try to make a big change always making sure I was wearing icey chains. Cos you cared for me even though life was eaten you up mentally you was there for me now I can't beleive your not here to see the best of me still when I reminisce I try to output positive energy cos all we got in this world is our legacy. I love you mum your not just a memory ❤
RIP The GOAT
Sick Boy ok
Nice instrumentals
Great instrumental, would have been better with the lady singing!... nice one for sharing this !!
2pac the goat ★★★
He live.... Made his thing.... And his gone....
Tupac a jamais 🙏🏾👍🏾
Viver e morrer em AL
Todo mundo se organiza pro final de ano, é que minha state, é palco pras melhores férias..
Circulando igual artéria, desenvolvo sobre ela, produções, me chame terra
This a good remake.. Salute
Which software was used to make this? Any chance of a tutorial or brief overview of the components in this beat? Thanks a lot
This Is My Favorite Hip-Hop Song - WiseArtist92 - To Live And Die In Los Angeles - Tupac Amaru Shakur Feat Val Young [Produced By QDIII] [Year: 1996] [Album: Makavelli The Don: The 7 Day Theory] [Official Music Video]
Sampled form Prince! RIP 2pac and Prince!
It's too live and die in L.A where everyone trying too fattening their pockets so it's hard too knock us
We got our own thing worries and chasing currency
live and resurrected, project like the flash is, this isn't passive, not aggressive, just getting funky like the trash is, I'm too blunt like a bad kid when he takes a hit and asks if you wanna pass this, I'm gaseous, element, hit the skies with a rise that's kinda massive, cloud disperses when my curses hit like a blacksmith, with a matches appeal, cuz I strike like the steel, when it cracks it, split the weary with no teary culmination, cry your river to someone who gives an explanation, I give lessons, so learn a combination, or I'll keep locking it down, for the common patron, and my conversation, is one sided, don't try to divide it, cuz I'll keep adding more like a shovel, bury your logic with a product that muffles, scuffle with another less intuitive, you don't need to know who it is, it's the one who always goes where the music is, I always come back if thought that you muted this...
Golden ModeM u got off bro lol good shit
Prince - Baby, Do me
We live and die every day and we wait to see ,see where we are going everybody wanna be free....
Peace an blessing family hold
Peace to Pac and Prince
Bro can I use this beat on my song please 🙏🏻
I’m just now realizing Tupac sampled prince in this song.😂🤦🏾♂️💯forever greats.💯🐐
Yeah! 2pac loved Prince's music. R.I.P Pac & Prince
Yup it samples Do Me Baby
This is better than the real instrumental
I CAN JUST CRUISE BUMPING THA FUCK OUT OF THIS ALL DAY