Is There A Heaven For A Gangsta?-Master p

Is There A Heaven For A Gangsta? - Master p Hah, light ya lighta Damn, I done did some messed up stuff Rest in peace Tupac I wonder this my last w**d 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**k, 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-are-you 'cross my stomach Yo' neighborhood thug n***a, tryin to make it Out this f****d up environment Where ni***z 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 ni***z like me Me f****d 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 f**kin 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 wouldn't be the next n***a To lose his life in this d**e game coc*ine 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 motherf**kin 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**kin picture on it This n***a lived f**kin rowdy, and if he gotta die He don't give a f**k 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**kin soldiers True ni***z, high rollers, No Limit ni***z, gangstas Caviar ni***z, ni***z that dyin with motherf**kin badges on they casket Ni***z that's dyin in this rap game All y'all real ni***z Or should I say this new wave, d**e game Y'all feel this, all y'all ni***z dyin in the pen All y'all real ni***z that lost ni***z I'ma strike y'all n***a with some game All y'all real b*****s that lost ni***z Ain't nuttin mo' precious than life Gangsta ni***z and gangsta b*****s Gangsta ni***z in the Ward, Baton Rouge Go pout some beer out for y'all thug ni***z All y'all ni***z on Death 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]