[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 motherfucker 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 fuck

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 shit I remember you was a down ass nigga

I'm mad i missed shit you could have showed me (fuck)

Shit 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 G