Dr. Dre - Murder Was the Case [Soundtrack]Lyrics

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]