Murder Was the Case Songtext - Snoop Dogg

Intro: (Mista Grimm's "Indo Smoke" plays in the background)



Ay ay 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 motherfuckin Glock man gimme another clip

Cuz I'm gonna smoke this fool

Yeah roll the windows down

Yeah, OK there you go

Ay man, you Snoop Dogg?

Snoop?

Huh?

Snoop Doggy Dogg?

Man he's Snoop Dogg

Man fuck that nigga!!

*gun shots*

Nigga man!

Get that nigga man!

Man get up fool man, get up man, don't be tryin 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, whassup?

Nigga?

Yeah motherfucker

Yeah nigga, one less nigga

Yeah nigga, youse a dead motherfucker now



Verse One:

As I look up at the sky

My mind starts trippin, a tear drops my eye

My body temperature falls

I'm shakin and they breakin tryin to save the Dogg

Pumpin on my chest and I'm screamin

I stop breathin, damn I see deamons

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 prayin, hold up

A voice spoke to me and it slowly started sayin

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



Never have a want, never have a need

They say I'm 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

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

Mad doggin niggaz cuz I don't care

Red jumpsuit with two braids in my hair

Niggaz stare as I enter the center

They send me to a leval 3 yard, that's 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 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



Chorus 2X



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