Shout out to one of the greatest to ever lay a verse down on this track This one for you WA To live in WA Since a younging man I had to hussle Grew up with the killers This be the concrete jungle hard on this side For you to make a name Flights upto north Put in the work tyrna make change Brothers and sisters looking upto me But on the low I look upto them I’m heaven sent yo
I seen an interview were someone said Tupac said when he heard the beat "yes but live guitars and keyboard" The guitar sounds amazing in thus 2pac song. There's a noise that keeps goi g through it that I can't work out what it is
Street Science, you're on the air What do you feel when you hear a record like 2Pac's new one? I love 2Pac's new record Right, but don't you feel like that creates 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 L.A. (California) No matter what you say about Los Angeles It's still the only place for me It never rains in Southern California To live and die in L.A 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 thing, currency chasin' Worldwide through the hard times, worrying faces 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.
Street Science, you're on the air What do you feel when you hear a record like 2Pac's new one? I love 2Pac's new record Right, but don't you feel like that creates 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 L.A. (California) No matter what you say about Los Angeles It's still the only place for me It never rains in Southern California To live and die in L.A 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 thing, currency chasin' Worldwide through the hard times, worrying faces 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)
Even on instrumentals u can still feel and hear pac voice through your soul and head long live tha don makaveli aka 2 pac
I will miss Tupac forever. Thanks for this.
hi amazing job sounds great could u please make thug passion instrumental too please
Shout out to one of the greatest to ever lay a verse down on this track
This one for you WA
To live in WA
Since a younging man I had to hussle
Grew up with the killers
This be the concrete jungle
hard on this side
For you to make a name
Flights upto north
Put in the work
tyrna make change
Brothers and sisters looking upto me
But on the low
I look upto them
I’m heaven sent yo
Sounds good
LIVE*****2022
Good job, it’s pretty close thank you 💪🏼
Very clean and all vibes preesh u 4 dis
You good nice job
I seen an interview were someone said Tupac said when he heard the beat "yes but live guitars and keyboard"
The guitar sounds amazing in thus 2pac song.
There's a noise that keeps goi g through it that I can't work out what it is
QDIII, who produced it, said Pac wanted to add the guitars
Street Science, you're on the air
What do you feel when you hear a record like 2Pac's new one?
I love 2Pac's new record
Right, but don't you feel like that creates 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 L.A. (California)
No matter what you say about Los Angeles
It's still the only place for me
It never rains in Southern California
To live and die in L.A
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 thing, currency chasin'
Worldwide through the hard times, worrying faces
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.
Cool!!!
Street Science, you're on the air
What do you feel when you hear a record like 2Pac's new one?
I love 2Pac's new record
Right, but don't you feel like that creates 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 L.A. (California)
No matter what you say about Los Angeles
It's still the only place for me
It never rains in Southern California
To live and die in L.A
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 thing, currency chasin'
Worldwide through the hard times, worrying faces
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)