to live in and die in La

yeah nigga to live in and die in La, walking the streets of one lonely thug was the way, searching for royalty of fame to the top of the charts in a day, finding a quiet place of peace to fold my hands to pray, looking to the heavens asking God to give me the words to say, all these sins for do I have to pay, on the cross in remembrance of how your body lay, yeah nigga to live and die in La is the place to be, you got to be there to know it everybody wanna see to live in die in la with ya glock cocked ready for war in every direction, bullets loaded with love off of fine affection, finger fucking for desire of lust under protection I'm from the city where the angels fly Where the palm trees sway and the stars shine bright In the land of the lost and the land of the brave Where dreams come true and the visions are made Yeah nigga to live in and die in LA Where the streets are cold but the sun shines all day Where the gangstas roam and the hustlers play In the city of angels where we all find our way From the west side to the east side From the beach to the valley where the G's ride In the land of the rich and the land of the poor Where the struggle is real but we still endure Yeah nigga to live in and die in LA Where the palm trees sway and the stars shine bright In the land of the lost and the land of the brave Where dreams come true and the visions are made In the city of dreams where the angels sing Where the sunsets glow and the sirens ring In the land of the free and the home of the brave Where we all come together and we all find our way