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Snoop Dogg Lyrics Murder Was The Case (DeathAfterVisualizingEternity) Lyrics

[Intro: (Mista Grimms Indo Smoke plays in the background)]

Ay ay Jaycee
Sup Aron?
Aint that Snoop Dogg over there?
That that nigga with that blue coat on?
Yeah oh yeah thats that nigga
Nigga roll up on the side of him man
Roll your window down
Man hand me my motherf*ckin Glock man gimme another clip
Cuz Im gonna smoke this fool
Yeah roll the windows down
Yeah OK there you go
Ay man you Snoop Dogg?
Snoop Doggy Dogg?
Man hes Snoop Dogg
Man f*ck that nigga!!
[gun shots]
Nigga man!
Get that nigga man!
Man get up fool man get up man dont be tryin to run man
Get up on that fool man I dont give a f*ck
What set you got now? F*ck you nigga!
Yeah nigga whassup?
Yeah motherf*cker
Yeah nigga one less nigga
Yeah nigga youse a dead motherf*cker now

[Verse One:]

As I look up at the sky
My mind starts trippin a tear drops my eye
My body temperature falls
Im shakin and they breakin tryin to save the Dogg
Pumpin on my chest and Im screamin
I stop breathin damn I see deamons
Dear God I wonder can ya save me
I cant die Boo-Boos bout to have my baby
I think its too late for prayin hold up
A voice spoke to me and it slowly started sayin
Bring your lifestyle to me Ill make it better
How long will I live?
Eternal life and forever
And will I be the G that I was?
Ill 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

[Verse Two:]

Im fresh up out my coma
I got my momma and my daddy and my homies in my corner
Its 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
Livin like a baller loc
Havin money and blowin hella chronic smoke
I bought my momma a Benz and bought my Boo-Boo a Jag
And now Im rollin in a nine-trizzay El Do-Rad
Just remember who changed your mind
Cuz when you start set-trippin that ass mine
Indeed agreed proceed to smoke weed
Never have a want never have a need
They say Im greedy but I still want mo
Cuz 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
Im on my way to Chino rollin on the grey 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
Cuz its the O.G. D-O-double-G L-B-C
Mad doggin niggaz cuz I dont care
Red jumpsuit with two braids in my hair
Niggaz stare as I enter the center
They send me to a leval 3 yard thats where I stay
Late night I hear toothbrushes scrapin on the floor
Niggaz gettin they shanks just in case the war pops off
Cuz you cant tell whats next
My little homey Baby Boo took a pencil in his neck
And he probably wont make it to see twenty-two
I put that on my momma Ima ride for you Baby Boo

[Chorus 2X]

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