Is There A Heaven 4 A Gangsta Lyrics - Master P

Hah, light ya lighta damn, I done did some messed up stuff 

Rest in peace tupac I wonder this my last weed i'ma smoke 

This for all my dead homies my last time ridin up in a fixed up car 

Another soldier gone with gold plates 

Unhhhhhhh my last bitch i'ma fuck, 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 gangsta 

Grew up in the ghetto, raised by killers t-r-u 'cross my stomach 

Yo' neighborhood thug nigga, tryin to make it 

Out this fucked up environment 

Where niggaz die tryin to make a dollar outta fifty cents 

The ghetto got me crazy, I smell daisies 

But I can't die tonight my old lady's pregnant with a baby 

Tupac said there's a heaven foe a g 

But I wonder if there's a restin place for killers and gangsta niggaz like me 

Me fucked never lost my life and sold my soul to the devil 

I hope I die in my sleep but the noise it's gonna be a one-eighty-seven 

Ain't no turnin back I'm strapped with two chrome gats 

I see death around the corner (damn, run) my time to go I'm ready to black 

Cause i'ma soldier, gone off that doja 

Ain't no cryin at my funeral I lived life to the fullest as a high roller 

So when I die, put me in a pine box 

Bury me like a g two glocks and a fuckin bag of rocks 

And open up clouds for these strangers 

Before you take me lord tell me 

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Is there a heaven 4 a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, uhhhhh! 

Is there a heaven 4 a gangsta 

Look into the eyes of a killa, neighborhood drug dealer 

From ghetto, hero swore he wouldn't be the next nigga 

To lose his life in this dope game cocaine 

He told me don't trust nobody; his best friend was the trigga man 

I see tears in his sista and his momma eye 

His old lady stare at the casket askin God why 

The church is full of killers, and drug dealers 

Bangers, and motherfuckin cap peelers 

Six of his homies carried him to the hearse 

First time that he even been to church 

Damn, now he's in the dirt 

Pourin out beer for my dead homey 

A bunch of rest in peace t-shirt with his motherfuckin picture on it 

This nigga lived fuckin rowdy, and if he gotta die 

He don't give a fuck cause this nigga, been bout it 

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Is 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 y'all motherfuckin soldiers 

True niggaz, high rollers, no limit niggaz, gangstas 

Caviar niggaz, niggaz that dyin with motherfuckin badges on they casket 

Niggaz that's dyin in this rap game 

All y'all real niggaz 

Or should I say this new wave, dope game 

Y'all feel this, all y'all niggaz dyin in the pen 

All y'all real niggaz that lost niggaz 

I'ma strike y'all nigga with some game 

All y'all real bitches that lost niggaz 

Ain't nuttin mo' precious than life 

Gangsta niggaz and gangsta bitches 

Gangsta niggaz in the ward, baton rouge 

Go pout some beer out for y'all thug niggaz 

All y'all niggaz on death row 

Lake charles, shreveport, new mexico 

R.i.p. nigga 

Mississippi, texas, alabama, atlanta 

Is there a heaven 4 a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, uhhhhh! 

Indiana 

*fades*