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To Live & Die in L.A.

Viver E Morrer Em Los Angeles

[Dominique] Street Science, you're on the air *static* [Dominique] Street Science, you're on the air *static* [Dominique] Street Science, você está no ar What do you feel when you hear a record like Tupac's new one? *static* What do you feel when you hear a record like Tupac's new one? *static* Oquê você pensa quando ouve uma música como as novas do 2Pac? [Man responds] I love Tupac's new record *static* [Man responds] I love Tupac's new record *static* Mano responde: Eu adoro as músicas do 2Pac [Dominique] [Dominique] [Dominique] Right, but don't you feel like that creates *static* Right, but don't you feel like that creates *static* Tá bom, mas você não acha que cria a tension between East and West? *static* a tension between East and West? *static* uma tensão entre Leste e Oeste? He's talking about killing people *static* He's talking about killing people *static* Ele fica falando sobre matar pessoas I had sex with your wife and not in those words *static* I had sex with your wife and not in those words *static* Eu fiz sexo com sua mulher, não nessas palavras, but he's talking about I wanna see you deceased *static* but he's talking about I wanna see you deceased *static* e fica falando 'quero ver você morto'. Intro: Makaveli Intro: Makaveli Introdução: Makaveli No doubt... to live and die in LA No doubt... to live and die in LA Sem dúvida, viver e morrer em LA California -- what you say about Los Angeles California -- what you say about Los Angeles California - não importa o que você diga sobre Los Angeles Still the only place for me that never rains in the sun Still the only place for me that never rains in the sun Aqui é o único lugar pra mim, aqui nunca chove and everybody got love and everybody got love e todos se gostam Verse One: Makaveli Verse One: Makaveli Verso 1: Makaveli To live and die in LA, where everyday we try to fatten our pockets To live and die in LA, where everyday we try to fatten our pockets Viver e morrer em LA, onde todos os dias tentamos encher nossos bolsos Us niggaz hustle for the cash so it's hard to knok it Us niggaz hustle for the cash so it's hard to knok it Nós negros sempre na batalha do dinheiro, mas não é fácil conseguir Everybody got they own thang, currency chasin Everybody got they own thang, currency chasin Todos tem sua própria parada, mas sempre no corre das verdes Worldwide through the hard times, warrior faces Worldwide through the hard times, warrior faces O mundo todo passa por tempos difíceis, mas somos guerreiros Shed tears as we bury niggaz close to heart Shed tears as we bury niggaz close to heart Choramos quando enterramos os manos que cresceram com a gente What was a friend now a ghost in the dark, cold hearted bout it What was a friend now a ghost in the dark, cold hearted bout it O que era um amigo agora é um fantasma no escuro, foi cruel Nigga got smoked by a fiend, tryin to floss on him Nigga got smoked by a fiend, tryin to floss on him O mano foi fritado por um viciado, querendo pagar de bandido Blind to a broken man's dream, a hard lesson Blind to a broken man's dream, a hard lesson Cego aos sonhos desfeitos de um homem, uma dura lição Court cases keep me guessin, plea bargain Court cases keep me guessin, plea bargain Esses julgamentos me fazem pensar, sem chance de acordo ain't an option now, so I'm stressin, cost me more ain't an option now, so I'm stressin, cost me more para diminuir a minha pena, e fico estressado to be free than a life in the pen to be free than a life in the pen Sai mais caro ser livre do que cumprir uma pena Makin money off of cuss words, writin again Makin money off of cuss words, writin again Fazendo dinheiro em cima de palavrões, escrevi de novo Learn how to think ahead, so I fight with my pen Learn how to think ahead, so I fight with my pen Aprendi a pensar com antecedência, e a lutar com minha caneta Late night down Sunset likin the scene Late night down Sunset likin the scene Tarde da noite, o sol já se pôs, gosto dessa cena What's the worst they could do to a nigga got me lost in hell What's the worst they could do to a nigga got me lost in hell A pior coisa que eles podem fazer é mandar esse negro pro inferno To live and die in LA on bail, my angel sing To live and die in LA on bail, my angel sing Viver e morrer em LA sob fiança, e meu anjo canta Chorus: Val Young Chorus: Val Young [Refrão: Val Young] To live and die in LA, it's the place to be To live and die in LA, it's the place to be Viver e morrer em LA, esse é o lugar You've got to be there to know it, what everybody wanna see You've got to be there to know it, what everybody wanna see Você tem que colar lá pra ver o que todos querem ver (repeat 2X) (repeat 2X) (2X) Verse Two: Makaveli Verse Two: Makaveli [Verso 2: Makaveli] It's the, City of Angels and constant danger It's the, City of Angels and constant danger Essa é a Cidade dos Anjos e do perigo constante South Central LA, can't get no stranger South Central LA, can't get no stranger South Central LA, não pode colar estranhos Full of drama like a soap opera, on the curb Full of drama like a soap opera, on the curb O local é cheio de drama tipo uma novela, sem pausa Watchin the ghetto bird helicopters, I observe Watchin the ghetto bird helicopters, I observe Fico vendo os helicópteros sobrevoando a quebrada So many niggaz gettin three strikes, tossed in jail So many niggaz gettin three strikes, tossed in jail Tantos manos se fodendo, jogados na cadeia I swear the pen the right across from hell, I can't cry I swear the pen the right across from hell, I can't cry Eu juro que a cadeia é o caminho pro inferno, mas não vou chorar Cause it's on now, I'm just a nigga on his own now Cause it's on now, I'm just a nigga on his own now Porque to aqui já, e to sozinho agora Livin life Thug style, so I can't smile Livin life Thug style, so I can't smile Vivendo um estilo de vida dos bandidos, não posso sorrir Writin to my peoples when they ask for pictures Writin to my peoples when they ask for pictures Escrevo para as pessoas quando elas me pedem fotos Thinkin Cali just fun and bitches, hahaha Thinkin Cali just fun and bitches, hahaha Pensam que em Cali é só diversão e vadias, hahaha Better learn about the dress code, B's and C's Better learn about the dress code, B's and C's É melhor aprender os códigos de como se vestir, B's* e C's* All them other niggaz copycats, these is G's All them other niggaz copycats, these is G's Todos os outros malucos são imitadores, esses são os gangstas I love Cali like I love woman I love Cali like I love woman Eu amo Cali como amo as mulheres Cause every nigga in LA got a little bit of Thug in him Cause every nigga in LA got a little bit of Thug in him Todos os negros em La tem um pouco de bandido dentro de si We might fight with each other, but I promise you this We might fight with each other, but I promise you this A gente as vezes brigamos entre nós mesmos, mas te prometo uma coisa We'll burn this bitch down, get us pissed We'll burn this bitch down, get us pissed Vamos acabar com qualquer um que nos tirar To live and die in LA To live and die in LA Viver e morrer em LA (Let my angel sing) (Let my angel sing) (deixa meu anjo cantar) Chorus Chorus [Refrão 2x: Val Young] Verse Three: Makaveli Verse Three: Makaveli [Verso 3: Makaveli] Cause would it be LA without Mexicans? Cause would it be LA without Mexicans? Será que se chamaria LA sem os Mexicanos? Black love brown pride and the sets again Black love brown pride and the sets again Os negros adoram o orgulho negro, e as gangues de novo Pete Wilson tryin to see us all broke, I'm on some bullshit Pete Wilson tryin to see us all broke, I'm on some bullshit Pete Wilson tentou acabar com nós, agora eu to fudido Out for everything they owe, remember K-DAY Out for everything they owe, remember K-DAY Vou atrás de tudo que eles nos devem, se lembra do K-Day Weekends, Crenshaw -- MLK Weekends, Crenshaw -- MLK Finais de semana em Crenshaw -- MLK* Automatics rang free, niggaz lost they way Automatics rang free, niggaz lost they way Tiros de automáticas pra todo lado, os manos tão perdidos Gang signs being showed, nigga love your hood Gang signs being showed, nigga love your hood Sinais de gangues sendo mostrados, mano ame sua quebrada But reconize and it's all good, where the weed at? But reconize and it's all good, where the weed at? Mas é só respeitar e tá tudo firmeza, onde tá o beck? Niggaz gettin shermed out Niggaz gettin shermed out Os manos chapando o coco Snoop Dogg in this muhfucka perved out, M.O.B. Snoop Dogg in this muhfucka perved out, M.O.B. Snoop Dogg caindo de tão louco, M.O.B.* Big Suge in the Low-Low, bounce and turn Big Suge in the Low-Low, bounce and turn Big Suge no seu Low Rider, subindo e descendo Dogg Pound in the Lex, wit a ounce to burn Dogg Pound in the Lex, wit a ounce to burn Dogg Pound em seu Lex, com muita maconha pra fumar Got them Watts niggaz with me, OFTB Got them Watts niggaz with me, OFTB To com uns manos de Watts They got some hash took the stash left the rest for me They got some hash took the stash left the rest for me Eles tão com um haxixe, pegaram um estoque, deixaram uma cota pra mim Neckbone, Tre, Head Ron, Punchy too Neckbone, Tre, Head Ron, Punchy too Neckbone, Tre, Head Ron, e o Punchy também Big Rock got knocked, but this one's for you Big Rock got knocked, but this one's for you Big Rock desmaiou, mas esse aqui é pra você I hit the studio and drop a jewel, hopin it pay I hit the studio and drop a jewel, hopin it pay Eu vou pro estúdio e faço um som louco, espero que venda Gettin high watchin time fly, to live and die in LA Gettin high watchin time fly, to live and die in LA Ficando louco e vendo o tempo passar, assim é viver e morrer em LA (Let my angel sing) (Let my angel sing) (deixe meu anjo cantar) Chorus Chorus Refrão Outro: Makaveli Outro: Makaveli [Outro: Makaveli] This go out for 92.3, and 106 This go out for 92.3, and 106 Este salve vai para a 92.3 e para a 106 All the radio stations that be bumpin my shit All the radio stations that be bumpin my shit Todas as estações de rádios que tocam meu som Makin my shit sells katruple quitraple platinum, hehe Makin my shit sells katruple quitraple platinum, hehe Fazendo meus álbuns ganharem quatro platinas, hehe This go out to all the magazines that supported me This go out to all the magazines that supported me Este vai para todas as revistas que me apoiam All the real motherfuckers All the real motherfuckers Todos os filhos da mãe verdadeiros All the stores, the mom and pop spots All the stores, the mom and pop spots Todas as lojas, pra minha mãe meu pai A&R people, all y'all motherfuckers A&R people, all y'all motherfuckers Os agentes, todos esses malucos LA, California Love part motherfuckin Two LA, California Love part motherfuckin Two LA, California Love parte 2 Without gay ass Dre Without gay ass Dre Sem o gay do Dre

Composição: 2Pac/Quincy Jones/Val Young





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