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snoop dogg - see ya when i get there lyrics

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(feat. c-murder, mystikal)

[c-murder]
for all them young n-gg-s 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 n-gg-s
a bunch of used to be paranoid drug dealers
a bout ‘it motherf-cker standing on the block
ain’t no limit to his heart, cause his veins is non-stop
and constantly a n-gg- catching them cases
with them death situations
a n-gg- 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 n-gg- 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 n-gg-s 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 n-gg- till i deduct
them things die n-gg- for f-ck
fly. fly n-gg-
since you absent i’ma tilt the bottle
hit the weed and get high for my n-gg-
my partner my n-gg-
my round in my trigger
from the little sh-t i remember you was a down -ss n-gg-
i’m mad i missed sh-t you could have showed me (f-ck)
sh-t still ain’t the same even though my mama told me
i keep your memories in my endeavors (n-gg-)
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 n-gg- little mike, my n-gg- 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-cking 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 n-gg-
l0dog you my n-gg-
if you don’t get no bigger
spanky loco from the the dub, and little man from the i
dear god why them good n-gg-s 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-ck 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
sh-t we gone celebrate
cause we now the homeboy is in a safer and better place

[chorus: repeat 3x]



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