Is There a Heaven 4 a Gangsta?

Lyrics

[Intro: Master P] Huh, light your lighters (Damn), you know, I done did some messed up stuff Rest in peace 2Pac (I wonder this my last weed I'ma smoke), this for all my dead homies Another soldier gone (My last time ridin' up in a fixed up car with gold Daytons) But never forgotten (My last bitch I'ma fuck), uhh (Is this the end?) [Chorus] Is there a Heaven for a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta? Uhh Is there a Heaven for a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta? Uhh Is there a Heaven for a gangsta? [Verse 1] Grew up in the ghetto, raised by killers, T-R-U 'cross my stomach Your neighborhood thug nigga tryna make it Out this fucked up environment Where niggas die tryna make a dollar out of fifteen cent The ghetto got me crazy, I smell daisies But I can't die tonight, my old lady's pregnant with a baby 2Pac said there's a Heaven for a G But I wonder if there's a restin' place for killers and gangsta niggas like me Been fucked up for most of my life and sold my soul to the Devil I hope I die in my sleep, but know 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, Black 'Cause I'm a soldier gone off that doja Ain't no cryin' at my funeral, I lived life to the fullest, a high roller So when I die (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 (Strangers) Before you take me, Lord, tell me [Chorus] Is there a Heaven for a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta? Uhh Is there a Heaven for a gangsta? [Verse 2] Look into the eyes of a killa, neighborhood drug dealer 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 trigger man I see tears in his sister and his mama eye His old lady stare at the casket askin' God why The church is full of killers, 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 homie A bunch of rest in peace t-shirts with his motherfuckin' picture on it This nigga lived fuckin' rowdy, and if he gotta die (Rowdy) He don't give a fuck, 'cause this nigga been 'bout it [Chorus] Is there a Heaven for a gangsta, gangsta? Uhh Is there a Heaven for a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta? Uhh Is there a Heaven for a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta? Uhh [Outro] Is there a Heaven for a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta? Uhh This goes out to all y'all motherfuckin' soldiers True niggas (High rollers), No Limit niggas (Gangstas) Calio niggas (Niggas that dyin' with motherfuckin' pictures on they casket) Niggas that's dyin' in this rap game (All y'all real niggas) Or should I say this new wave dope game (Y'all feel this, all y'all niggas dyin' in the pen) All y'all real niggas that lost niggas (I'ma sprinkle y'all niggas with some game) All y'all real bitches that lost niggas (Ain't nothin' more precious than life) Gangsta niggs in New Orleans (Gangsta bitches) Baton Rouge (All y'all niggas on Death Row), go pour some beer out for y'all thug niggas Lake Charles, Shreveport, New Mexico (R.I.P., nigga) Mississippi (Uhh), Texas (Uhh), Alabama (Uhh), Atlanta Is there a Heaven for a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta? Uhh (Indiana, Cleveland) Is there a Heaven for a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta? (Indianapolis, Florida, Arkansas, Ohio)