[Intro: Master P]
Hah, light ya lighta Damn, I done did some messed up stuff
Rest in peace 2Pac I wonder this my last weed I'mma 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 b**h I'mma f**, is this the end?
[Hook]
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
[Master P]
Grew up in the ghetto, raised by k**ers T-R-U 'cross my stomach
Yo' neighborhood thug n***a, tryin to make it
Out this f**ed up environment
Where n***as 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
2Pac said there's a heaven foe a G
But I wonder if there's a restin place for k**ers and gangsta n***as like me
Me f**ed 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 d**h around the corner (damn, run) my time to go I'm ready to black
Cause I'mma 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 f**in bag of rocks
And open up clouds for these strangers
Before you take me Lord tell me
[Hook]
[Master P]
Look into the eyes of a k**a, neighborhood drug dealer
From ghetto, hero swore he wouldn't be the next n***a
To lose his life in this dope game c**aine
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 k**ers, and drug dealers
Bangers, and motherf**in 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 motherf**in picture on it
This n***a lived f**in rowdy, and if he gotta die
He don't give a f** cause this n***a, 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 y'all motherf**in soldiers
True n***as, high rollers, No Limit n***as, gangstas
Caviar n***as, n***as that dyin with motherf**in badges on they casket
n***as that's dyin in this rap game
All y'all real n***as
Or should I say this new wave, dope game
Y'all feel this, all y'all n***as dyin in the pen
All y'all real n***as that lost n***as
I'mma strike y'all n***a with some game
All y'all real b**hes that lost n***as
Ain't nuttin mo' precious than life
Gangsta n***as and gangsta b**hes
Gangsta n***as in the Ward, Baton Rouge
Go pout some beer out for y'all thug n***as
All y'all n***as on d**h Row
Lake Charles, Shreveport, New Mexico
R.I.P. n***a
Mississippi, Texas, Alabama, Atlanta
Is there a heaven 4 a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, UHHHHH!
Indiana
*fades*