Master P - Is There A Heaven 4 A Gangsta lyrics

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 b**h I'ma f** 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 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***az 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 k**ers and gangsta n***az 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'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 f**in 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 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***az, high rollers, No Limit n***az, gangstas Caviar n***az, n***az that dyin with motherf**in badges on they casket n***az that's dyin in this rap game All y'all real n***az Or should I say this new wave, dope game Y'all feel this, all y'all n***az dyin in the pen All y'all real n***az that lost n***az I'ma strike y'all n***a with some game All y'all real b**hes that lost n***az Ain't nuttin mo' precious than life Gangsta n***az and gangsta b**hes Gangsta n***az in the Ward, Baton Rouge Go pout some beer out for y'all thug n***az All y'all n***az 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*