Hah light ya lighta
Damn i done did some messed up stuff
Rest in peace tupac
I wonder this my last weed iand'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 iand'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 and'cross my stomach
Yoand' 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 canand't die tonight my old ladyand's pregnant with a baby
Tupac said thereand's a heaven foe a g
But i wonder if thereand'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 itand's gonna be a
One-eighty-seven
Ainand't no turnin back iand'm strapped with two chrome gats
I see death around the corner (damn, run) my time to go iand'm ready to
Black
Cause iand'ma soldier, gone off that doja
Ainand'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
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 wouldnand't be the next nigga
To lose his life in this dope game cocaine
He told me donand'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 heand'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 donand't give a fuck cause this nigga, been bout it
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 yand'all motherfuckin soldiers
True niggaz, high rollers, no limit niggaz, gangstas
Caviar niggaz, niggaz that dyin with motherfuckin badges on they
Casket
Niggaz thatand's dyin in this rap game
All yand'all real niggaz
Or should i say this new wave, dope game
Yand'all feel this, all yand'all niggaz dyin in the pen
All yand'all real niggaz that lost niggaz
Iand'ma strike yand'all nigga with some game
All yand'all real bitches that lost niggaz
Ainand't nuttin moand' precious than life
Gangsta niggaz and gangsta bitches
Gangsta niggaz in the ward, baton rouge
Go pout some beer out for yand'all thug niggaz
All yand'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*
