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Channel: Music
Uploaded: March 30, 2007 at 6:46 am
Author: euphanasiarecords
Length: 04:53
Rating: 4.91
Views: 951172
DVD-RIP/1996/The 7 Day Theory "Somebody need to do a song for L.A. Straight up. Go out to L.A. New urges. California Love Part 2 To live and die in L.A. Westside... westside... westside... To live and die in LA, where everybody trying fatten their pockets There's so much hustle for the cash so it's hard to knock it Everybody got they own thing, currency chasing Worldwide through the hard times, worrying faces Shed tears as we bury brothers close to heart What was a friend now a ghost in the dark Hard part about it brother got smoked by a fiend Trying to floss on him blind to a broken man's dream A hard lesson, court cases keep me guessing Plea bargain ain't an option now, so I'm stressing Cost me more to be free than a life in the pen Makin 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 player got me lost in hell To live and die in L.A. Oh bail, my angel sing Chorus: Val Young To live and die in LA, it's the place to be... To live and die in L.A. You've got to be there to know it, what everybody wanna see (Repeat 2X) 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 watching the ghetto bird helicopters I observe so many homies 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 player on his own now Living life thug style, so I can't smile Writing to my love ones sending them pictures Thinking Cali just sun and switches, hahaha Better learn about the dress code, B's and C's All them other suckers copycats, these is G's I love Cali like I love woman Cause every brother in L.A. got a little bit of thug in him We might fight among each other, but I promise you this We'll tear the roof off, get us pissed To live and die in L.A. (Let my angel sing) Chorus It wouldn't be L.A. without Mexicans Black love brown pride and on the sets again Pete Wilson trying to see us all broke over some madness Out for everything they owe, remember K-DAY Weekends, Crenshaw, MLK Automatics rang free, guess we lost our way Gang signs being shown, brother love your hood But recognize that it's all good So where's my G's at? Brother's getting shermed out Snoop Dogg in this double all permed out M.O.B., Big Suge out the Low-Low, bounce and turn Dogg Pound in the Lex, more amounts to earn I got them Watts players with me, OFTB They got some food let 'em cool left the rest for me I got Neckbone, Tre, Head Ron, Punchy too Big Rock got straight, but this one's for you I hit the studio and drop a jewel, hoping it pay I live my life watching time fly, to live and die in L.A. (Let my angel sing) Chorus Outro: Makaveli This go out for 92.3, and 106 All the radio stations that be bumpin Katruple quitraple platinum, hehe All the fans that brought the albums This go out to all the magazines that supported me All the stores, the mom and pop spots A&R LA, California Love part Two Without gay Dre"