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Rolling up a swisha Nate Dogg
on this 8ball contemplating suicide
(Hold Up)
Tears in my eyes, on this goose gettin' loose
I don't know else to do, so I'm sittin' here
Rolling up a swisha Nate Dogg
Pulling on this contemplating suicide
(Hold Up)
Tryna smoke the pain
on the dessert
All dogs go to
Til then (smoke everyday)

Aftermath studio,
It was live, it was Snoop, it was Nate, it was I
It was Dre, It was Daz and Kurupt, we was
One of my memories
Them like kin to me
When they move, I
We a centipede
Back when Dre was in his drop Kennedy
I was Regulate, round the hood regulating
In and out of county jail when and bloods were segregating
And just like y'all, I used to love tha Pound
10 years we here, laying Nate Dogg down
Damn, he was only 41 so I'mma get high and just drink til this 40
But I really wanna cry, shit I wonder why good n-ggas gotta die
If we under God
he living in the sky and I couldn't bring him back if I tried
So we just rolling up a

[Game 2]
Allstar weekend, I seen Warren G no Nate Dogg
Thats like MJG with no
I don't wanna see that R.I.P
LBCPT that, we coast where the DPG at!
Eazy-E that, tell me where the at?
You see that, all red P hat
Where Pac to eat at
Hoes in area codes, better believe that
Can you believe this where they BIG at
Now he at where N-A-T-E D O G at
Cause that's where all dogs go of you we all blow
Now when I need a hook, who I'm call for
I sample your old shit, i know these new n-ggas
Bout to roll an ounce of this kush, I need a few
And the game will be the same without him
I'm mad he aint here to hop ont he R.E.D album

[Game - 3]
I'm in the crib, Dre beats on, Lay Low
Kush to the dome, kills on his halo
Tryna get my what it is, but it is what it is
Everybody ya lighters when I say so
tear, thats for Nate bro
Cali will never be the smae, Cube and Dre
I hold the West down, thats why he signed me
And Nate came hooks better than Kareem and Ali
I'm smoke up in the wind
Kinda hard to concentrate when you sitting focused on the end
a child is born, tomorrow he's a man
Next day he
Life cycle repeats itself and again
cousins and his friends
No-one escapes death or drives to in a Benz
But one for sure, everybody gotta go
When my turn I hope I never know

(Hold Up)