[Intro: C-Murder] For all them young n***as that didn't quite make it to another year [C-Murder] To all my thugs in the grave This one is for my homies and my thug n***as A bunch of used to be paranoid drug dealers A bout 'it motherf**er standing on the block Ain't no limit to his heart, cause his veins is non-stop And constantly a n***a catching them cases With them d**h situations A n***a 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 n***a 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 n***as trying to get paid But couldn't be saved Huh, y'all now what I'm talking about [Hook 4x: C-Murder and Snoop Dogg] To all my thugs in the grave See ya when I get there See ya when I get there [Mystikal] Ride n***a till I deduct Them things die n***a for f** Fly. fly n***a Since you absent I'ma tilt the bottle Hit the weed and get high for my n***a My partner my n***a My round in my trigger From the little sh** I remember you was a down a** n***a I'm mad i missed sh** you could have showed me (f**) sh** still ain't the same even though my mama told me I keep your memories in my endeavors (n***a) 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 n***a little Mike, my n***a 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 f**ing 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 [Hook] [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 n***a L0Dog you my n***a If you don't get no bigger Spanky Loco from the the dub, and Little Man from the I Dear God why them good n***as 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 f** 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 sh** we gone celebrate Cause we now the homeboy is in a safer and better place [Hook]