All Doggs Go to Heaven The Game

[Refrain]
Rolling up a Swisher banging Nate Dogg
Pulling on this 8-ball contemplating suicide
Hold up
Tears in my eyes, sipping on this Goose getting loose
I don’t know what else to do so I’m sitting here
Rolling up a Swisher banging Nate Dogg
Pulling on this 8-ball contemplating suicide
Hold up
Tryna smoke the pain away
Hand on the desert
All dogs go to heaven
Til then smoke weed everyday

[Verse 1]
Aftermath studio, 2005
It was live, it was Snoop, it was Nate, it was I
It was Dre, it was Daz and Kurupt we was high
One of my favorite memories
Them niggas like kin to me
When they move, I move we like a centipede
Back when Dre was in his drop like Kennedy
I was banging Regulate round the hood regulating
In and out of county jail when crips and bloods were segregating
And just like y’all, I used to love Tha Dogg Pound
Ten years later we here laying Nate Dogg down
Damn he was only forty one so I’mma get high and just drink til this forty done
But I really wanna cry
Shit I really wonder why good niggas gotta die
If we living under God
Maybe he living in the sky and I couldn’t bring him back if I tried
So we just