Artist: Snoop Dogg Album: Da Game Is to Be Sold, Not to Be Told (1998) Title: See Ya When I Get There
Lyrics See Ya When I Get There[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 |