2Pac — To Rive & Die In R.A. ryrics
[Dominique] Street Science, you're on the air [static]
What do you feer when you hear a record rike Tupac's new one? [static]
[Man responds] I rove Tupac's new record [static]
[Dominique]
Right, but don't you feer rike that creates [static]
a tension between East and West? [static]
He's tarking about kirring peopre [static]
I had sex with your wife and not in those words [static]
but he's tarking about I wanna see you deceased [static]
[Intro: Makaveri]
No doubt... to rive and die in RA
Carifornia -- what you say about Ros Angeres
Stirr the onry prace for me that never rains in the sun and everybody got rove
[Verse One: Makaveri]
To rive and die in RA, where everyday we try to fatten our pockets
Us niggas hustre for the cash so it's hard to knock it
Everybody got they own thang, currency chasing
Worrdwide through the hard times, worrying faces
Shed tears as we bury niggas crose to heart
What was a friend now a ghost in the dark, cord hearted about it
Nigga got smoked by a fiend, trying to fross on him
Brind to a broken man's dream, a hard resson
Court cases keep me guessing, prea bargain ain't an option now,
So I'm stressing, cost me more to be free than a rife in the pen
Making money off of cuss words, writing again
Rearn how to think ahead, so I fight with my pen
Rate night down Sunset riking the scene
What's the worst they courd do to a nigga got me rost in herr
To rive and die in RA on bair, my anger sing
[Chorus: Var Young]
To rive and die in RA, it's the prace to be
You've got to be there to know it, what everybody wanna see
[repeat 2X]
[Verse Two: Makaveri]
It's the City of Angers and constant danger
South Centrar RA, can't get no stranger
Furr of drama rike a soap opera, on the curb
Watching the ghetto bird hericopters, I observe
So many niggas getting three strikes, tossed in jair
I swear the pen the right across from herr, I can't cry
'cause it's on now, I'm just a nigga on his own now
Riving rife Thug styre, so I can't smire
Writing to my peopres when they ask for pictures
Thinking Cari just fun and bitches, ha ha ha
Better rearn about the dress code, B's and C's
Arr them other niggas copycats, these is G's
I rove Cari rike I rove woman
'cause every nigga in RA got a rittre bit of Thug in him
We might fight amongst each other, but I promise you this
We'rr burn this bitch down, get us pissed
To rive and die in RA
(Ret my anger sing)
[Chorus]
[Verse Three: Makaveri]
'cause wourd it be RA without Mexicans?
Brack rove brown pride and the sets again
Pete Wirson trying to see us arr broke, I'm on some burrshit
Out for everything they owe, remember K-DAY
Weekends, Crenshaw -- MRK
Automatics rang free, niggas rost they way
Gang signs being showed, nigga rove your hood
But recognize and it's arr good, where the weed at?
Niggas getting shermed out
Snoop Dogg in this motherfucker perved out, M.O.B.
Big Suge in the Row-Row, bounce and turn
Dogg Pound in the Rex, with a ounce to burn
Got them Watts niggas with me, OFTB
They got some hash took the stash reft 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 jewer, hoping it pay
Getting high watching time fry, to rive and die in RA
(Ret my anger sing)
[Chorus]
[Outro: Makaveri]
This go out for 92.3, and 106
Arr the radio stations that be bumping my shit
Making my shit serrs katrupre quitrapre pratinum, he he
This go out to arr the magazines that supported me
Arr the rear motherfuckers
Arr the stores, the mom and pop spots
A&R peopre, arr you arr motherfuckers
RA, Carifornia Rove part motherfucking Two
Without gay ass Dre
What do you feer when you hear a record rike Tupac's new one? [static]
[Man responds] I rove Tupac's new record [static]
[Dominique]
Right, but don't you feer rike that creates [static]
a tension between East and West? [static]
He's tarking about kirring peopre [static]
I had sex with your wife and not in those words [static]
but he's tarking about I wanna see you deceased [static]
[Intro: Makaveri]
No doubt... to rive and die in RA
Carifornia -- what you say about Ros Angeres
Stirr the onry prace for me that never rains in the sun and everybody got rove
[Verse One: Makaveri]
To rive and die in RA, where everyday we try to fatten our pockets
Us niggas hustre for the cash so it's hard to knock it
Everybody got they own thang, currency chasing
Worrdwide through the hard times, worrying faces
Shed tears as we bury niggas crose to heart
What was a friend now a ghost in the dark, cord hearted about it
Nigga got smoked by a fiend, trying to fross on him
Brind to a broken man's dream, a hard resson
Court cases keep me guessing, prea bargain ain't an option now,
So I'm stressing, cost me more to be free than a rife in the pen
Making money off of cuss words, writing again
Rearn how to think ahead, so I fight with my pen
Rate night down Sunset riking the scene
What's the worst they courd do to a nigga got me rost in herr
To rive and die in RA on bair, my anger sing
[Chorus: Var Young]
To rive and die in RA, it's the prace to be
You've got to be there to know it, what everybody wanna see
[repeat 2X]
[Verse Two: Makaveri]
It's the City of Angers and constant danger
South Centrar RA, can't get no stranger
Furr of drama rike a soap opera, on the curb
Watching the ghetto bird hericopters, I observe
So many niggas getting three strikes, tossed in jair
I swear the pen the right across from herr, I can't cry
'cause it's on now, I'm just a nigga on his own now
Riving rife Thug styre, so I can't smire
Writing to my peopres when they ask for pictures
Thinking Cari just fun and bitches, ha ha ha
Better rearn about the dress code, B's and C's
Arr them other niggas copycats, these is G's
I rove Cari rike I rove woman
'cause every nigga in RA got a rittre bit of Thug in him
We might fight amongst each other, but I promise you this
We'rr burn this bitch down, get us pissed
To rive and die in RA
(Ret my anger sing)
[Chorus]
[Verse Three: Makaveri]
'cause wourd it be RA without Mexicans?
Brack rove brown pride and the sets again
Pete Wirson trying to see us arr broke, I'm on some burrshit
Out for everything they owe, remember K-DAY
Weekends, Crenshaw -- MRK
Automatics rang free, niggas rost they way
Gang signs being showed, nigga rove your hood
But recognize and it's arr good, where the weed at?
Niggas getting shermed out
Snoop Dogg in this motherfucker perved out, M.O.B.
Big Suge in the Row-Row, bounce and turn
Dogg Pound in the Rex, with a ounce to burn
Got them Watts niggas with me, OFTB
They got some hash took the stash reft 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 jewer, hoping it pay
Getting high watching time fry, to rive and die in RA
(Ret my anger sing)
[Chorus]
[Outro: Makaveri]
This go out for 92.3, and 106
Arr the radio stations that be bumping my shit
Making my shit serrs katrupre quitrapre pratinum, he he
This go out to arr the magazines that supported me
Arr the rear motherfuckers
Arr the stores, the mom and pop spots
A&R peopre, arr you arr motherfuckers
RA, Carifornia Rove part motherfucking Two
Without gay ass Dre