Master P - Is There A Heaven 4 A Gangsta? Lyrics
Hah, light ya lighta damn, I done did some messed up stuffRest in peace tupac I wonder this my last weed ima smokeThis for all my dead homies my last time ridin up in a fixed up carAnother soldier gone with gold platesUnhhhhhhh my last ***** ima *****, is this the end?Is there a heaven 4 a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, uhhhhh!Is there a heaven 4 a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, uhhhhh!Is there a heaven 4 a gangstaGrew up in the ghetto, raised by killers t-r-u cross my stomachYo neighborhood thug nigga, tryin to make itOut this *****ed up environmentWhere niggaz die tryin to make a dollar outta fifty centsThe ghetto got me crazy, I smell daisiesBut I cant die tonight my old ladys pregnant with a babyTupac said theres a heaven foe a gBut I wonder if theres a restin place for killers and gangsta niggaz like meMe *****ed never lost my life and sold my soul to the devilI hope I die in my sleep but the noise its gonna be a one-eighty-sevenAint no turnin back Im strapped with two chrome gatsI see death around the corner (damn, run) my time to go Im ready to blackCause ima soldier, gone off that dojaAint no cryin at my funeral I lived life to the fullest as a high rollerSo when I die, put me in a pine boxBury me like a g two glocks and a *****in bag of rocksAnd open up clouds for these strangersBefore you take me lord tell meIs there a heaven 4 a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, uhhhhh!Is there a heaven 4 a gangstaLook into the eyes of a killa, neighborhood drug dealerFrom ghetto, hero swore he wouldnt be the next niggaTo lose his life in this dope game cocaineHe told me dont trust nobody; his best friend was the trigga manI see tears in his sista and his momma eyeHis old lady stare at the casket askin God whyThe church is full of killers, and drug dealersBangers, and mother*****in cap peelersSix of his homies carried him to the hearseFirst time that he even been to churchDamn, now hes in the dirtPourin out beer for my dead homeyA bunch of rest in peace t-shirt with his mother*****in picture on itThis nigga lived *****in rowdy, and if he gotta dieHe dont give a ***** cause this nigga, been bout itIs there a heaven 4 a gangsta, gangsta, uhhhhh!Is there a heaven 4 a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, uhhhhh!Is there a heaven 4 a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, uhhhhh!This goes out to all yall mother*****in soldiersTrue niggaz, high rollers, no limit niggaz, gangstasCaviar niggaz, niggaz that dyin with mother*****in badges on they casketNiggaz thats dyin in this rap gameAll yall real niggazOr should I say this new wave, dope gameYall feel this, all yall niggaz dyin in the penAll yall real niggaz that lost niggazIma strike yall nigga with some gameAll yall real *****es that lost niggazAint nuttin mo precious than lifeGangsta niggaz and gangsta *****esGangsta niggaz in the ward, baton rougeGo pout some beer out for yall thug niggazAll yall niggaz on death rowLake charles, shreveport, new mexicoR.i.p. niggaMississippi, texas, alabama, atlantaIs there a heaven 4 a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, uhhhhh!Indiana*fades*
