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Murder Was The Case

Hey, hey Jaycee

Sup Aron?

Ain't that Snoop Dogg over there?

That that nigga with that blue coat on?

Yeah

Yeah oh yeah that's that nigga

Nigga roll up on the side of him man

Roll your window down

Man hand me my motherfucking Glock man gimme another clip

Cause I'm gonna smoke this fool

Yeah roll the windows down

Yeah, OK there you go

Hey man, you Snoop Dogg?

Snoop?

Huh?

Snoop Doggy Dogg?

Man he's Snoop Dogg

Man fuck that nigga!

Nigga man!

Get that nigga man!

Man get up fool man, get up man, don't be trying to run man

Get up on that fool man, I don't give a fuck

What set you got now? Fuck you nigga!

Yeah nigga, whats up?

Nigga?

Yeah motherfucker

Yeah nigga, one less nigga

Yeah nigga, you'se a dead motherfucker now

As I look up at the sky

My mind starts tripping, a tear drops my eye

My body temperature falls

I'm shaking and they breaking trying to save the Dogg

Pumping on my chest and I'm screaming

I stop breathing, damn I see demons

Dear God, I wonder can ya save me

I can't die Boo-Boo's bout to have my baby

I think it's too late for praying, hold up

A voice spoke to me and it slowly started saying

"Bring your lifestyle to me I'll make it better"

How long will I live?

"Eternal life and forever"

And will I be, the G that I was?

"I'll make your life better than you can imagine or even dreamed of

So relax your soul, let me take control

Close your eyes my son"

My eyes are closed

Murder, murder was the case that they gave me

Murder, murder was the case that they gave me

I'm fresh up out my coma

I got my momma and my daddy and my homies in my corner

It's gonna take a miracle they say

For me to walk again and talk again but anyway

I get, fronted some keys, to get, back on my feet

And everything that nigga said, came to reality

Living like a baller loc

Having money, and blowing hella chronic smoke

I bought my momma a Benz, and bought my Boo-Boo a Jag

And now I'm rolling in a nine-trizzay El Do-Rad

"Just remember who changed your mind

Cause when you start set-tripping, that ass mine"

Indeed, agreed proceed to smoke weed

Never have a want, never have a need

They say I'm greedy but I still want mo'

Cause my eyes wanna journey some more, really doe (check it out)

Now I lay me down to sleep

I pray the lord, my soul to keep

If I should die, before I wake

I pray the lord, my soul to take

No more indo, gin and juice

I'm on my way to Chino, rolling on the gray goose

Shackled from head to toe

25 with an izzl, with nowhere to gizzo, I know

them niggaz from the other side recognize my face

Cause it's the O.G. D-O-double-G, L-B-C

Mad doggin' niggas cause I don't care

Red jumpsuit with two braids in my hair

Niggas stare as I enter the center

They send me to a level 3 yard, that's where I stay

Late night I hear toothbrushes scraping on the floor

Niggas getting they shanks, just in case the war, pops off

Cause you can't tell what's next

My little homey Baby Boo took a pencil in his neck

And he probably won't make it, to see twenty-two

I put that on my momma, I'ma ride for you Baby Boo

Murder, murder was the case that they gave me [Repeat: x4]

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