Snoop Dogg - Murder Was The Case[Remix] Lyrics
*helicopter flying overhead*This is angela sanders coming to you liveFrom the scene of yet another murder mysteryIt seems that entertainer snoop doggy dogg has been murderedWe have no information at this time*journalist speaks in spanish (I wont be insulting and try to transcribe it)**lightning cracks**helicopter passes by again*As I look up, at the skyMy mind starts trippin, a tear drops my eyeMy body temperature fallsIm shakin, and they breakin, tryin to save the doggPumpin on my chest and Im screaminI stop breathin, damn I see deamonsDear god, I wonder can ya save meI cant die my boo-boos bout to have my babyI think its too late for prayin, hold upA voice spoke to me and it slowly started sayinBring your lifestyle to me Ill make it betterAnd how long will I live?Eternal life and foreverAnd will I be, the g that I was?Ill make your life better than you can imagine or even dreamed ofSo relax your soul, let me take controlClose your eyes my sonMy eyes are closedMurder... murder was the case that they gave me (repeat 4x)Im fresh up out my comaI got my momma and my daddy and my homies in my cornerIts gonna take a miracle they sayFor me to walk again and talk again but anywayI get, fronted some keys, to get, back on my feetAnd everything that nigga said, came to realityLivin like a baller locIm havin money, and blowin hella chronic smokeI bought my momma a benz, my boo-boo a jagAnd now Im rollin in a nine-trizzay el do-radJust remember who changed your mindCuz when you start set-trippin, that ass is mineIndeed, agreed proceed to smoke weedNever have a want, never have a needThey say Im greedy but I still want moCause my eyes wanna journey some more, really doe (check it out)Now I lay me down to sleepI pray the lord, my soul to keepIf I should die, before I wakeI pray the lord, my soul to takeMurder was the case that they gave meMurder was the case that they gave me (repeat 2x)No more indo, gin and juiceIm on my way to chino, rollin on the grey gooseShackled from head to toeTwenty-five with a izz-l, with nowhere to gizzo, I knowThem niggaz from the other side recognize my faceCause its the o.g. d-o-double-g, l-b-cMad doggin niggaz cuz I dont careRed jumpsuit with two braids in my hairNiggaz stare as I enter the centerThey send me to a level three yard, thats where I stayLate night I hear toothbrushes scrapin on the floorNiggaz gettin they shanks, just in case the war, pops offCause you cant tell whats nextMy little homey baby boo he took a pencil in his neckAnd he probably wont make it, to see twenty-twoI put that on my momma, ima ride for you baby booMurder... murder was the case that they gave me (repeat 4x)Switch!
