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Artist/Band:
Snoop Dogg
Lyrics for Song: See Ya When I Get There
Lyrics for Album: Da Game Is to Be Sold, Not to Be Told [1998]
[C-Murder]
For all them young niggas that didn't quite make it to another year
To all my thugs in the grave
This one is for my homies and my thug niggas
A bunch of used to be paranoid drug dealers
A bout 'it motherf**ker standing on the block
Ain't no limit to his heart, cause his veins is non-stop
And constantly a nigga catching them cases
With them death situations
A nigga blast with no hesitation
Mama I wanna now where my daddy at
My only memory is a picture with a chrome gat
I wanna do, like them gangsters do
I wanna gangster walk
I caught a bullet now I'm in some chalk
Just another young nigga in a song
Mama always told me gangster's don't live long
After I'm dead can you still see me
Do you really want to be me
I'm just another bossaline
I represent all them niggas trying to get paid
But couldn't be saved
Huh, y'all now what I'm talking about
Chorus: C-Murder and Snoop Dogg
To all my thugs in the grave
See ya when I get there
See ya when I get there repeat 4X
[Mystikal]
Ride nigga till I deduct
Them things die nigga for f**k
Fly. fly nigga
Since you absent I'ma tilt the bottle
hit the weed and get high for my nigga
My partner my nigga
My round in my trigger
From the little s**t I remember you was a down ass nigga
I'm mad i missed s**t you could have showed me (f**k)
s**t still ain't the same even though my mama told me
I keep your memories in my endeavors (nigga)
Thank you for being my daddy, thank you for what you left us
I swear to protect, and the only way to carry on, is carry on
My nigga little Mike, my nigga G-Slim, and my cousin Larry gone
I ain't trying to question God, but why so young
That's why from daylight to night time I got my gun
This f**king thing we call life ain't nothing but a phase
That's why you better keep your faith,or you're that thug in the grave
Chorus: repeat 4X
[Snoop Dogg]
Rest in peace khaki's creased
From the east side of Long Beach
Pouring out liquor, thinking about my homie
Cause I can't understand how it went down
We used to clown from town to town
Claiming dogg pound
Took you on lollapalooza with a nigga
L0Dog you my nigga
If you don't get no bigger
Spanky Loco from the the dub, and Little Man from the I
Dear God why them good niggas have to die
I can't reminisce too long
Cause I'm in a war zone
If I sleep, slip, trip I might get blasted on
So I'm gone mash on home
but on the way I see some of my enemies
And they tripping on me
Cause I f**k with Master P
But I'm heated, so beat it
And another 87 case, I really don't need it
Proceeded, I ain't gone cry for the homie
s**t we gone celebrate
Cause we now the homeboy is in a safer and better place
Chorus: repeat 3X
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| Album Lyrics: Da Game Is to Be Sold, Not to Be Told [1998] |
Snoop Dogg
"Da Game Is to Be Sold, Not to Be Told [1998]"
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