Tupac - To Live And Die In L.A. br br br [Verse 1] br br To live and die in LA br Where everyday we try a fatten' our pockets br Us niggas' hustle for the cash so it's hard to knock it br Everybody got their own thang currency chasin' br World-wide through the hard times, worrying faces br Shed tears as we bury niggas' close to heart br What was a friend now a ghost in the dark br Cold hearted bout it my nigga got smoked by a fiend br Trying to floss on em' br Blind to a broken man's dream br A hard lesson br Court cases keep me guessin' br Plea bargain ain't an option now so I'm stessin' br Cost me more to be free than a life in the penn br Making money off a cuss words, writing again br Learn how to think ahead so I fight with my pen br Late night down Sunset like in a scene br What's the worst they could do to a nigga? br Got me lost in hell br To live and die in LA br On bail br My angels sing ...