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 God, but why so young
 That's why from daylight to night time I got my gun
 This fucking 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 fuck 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
 Shit we gone celebrate
 Cause we now the homeboy is in a safer and better place

 Chorus: repeat 3X