TRU, Silkk the Shocker, C-Murder, Master P - Heaven 4 A Gangsta lyrics

Huh, damn (light your lighters tRU)
Cuz I done did some messed up
My last weed Ima smoke
(to all my dead homies) another soldier
Gone ridin' up in a fixed
Up (when I die) where killas and gangstas like me go!

Is there a heaven for a
Gangsta gangsta gangsta ughh
Is there a heaven for a gangsta

Grew up in the ghetto, raised by a killa
TRU across my stomach
Your neighborhood thug nigga
Trying to make it
Out this fucked up environment
Where niggas die trying to make a
Dollar out of 15 cent
The ghetto got me crazy i smell daisies
But I can't die tonight my ol'
Lady pregnant with a baby


2Pac said there's a heaven for a G
But I wonder if there's a resting place
For killas and gangstas like me
Been fucked up for most my life
Done sold my soul to the devil
I hope I die in my sleep but
I know it's gonna be a 187
Ain't no turnin' back I'm strapped
With 2 chrome gats
I see death round the corner
My time to go I'm ready black
Cause I'm a soldier, gone off that douja
Ain't no crying at my funeral I
Lived life to the fullest, a high roller
So when I die, put me in a pine box
Bury me like a G, 2 Glocks
And a fuckin' bag of rocks
And open up clouds for this stranger
Before you take me lord, tell me!

Is there a heaven for a
Gangsta gangsta gangsta ughh
Is there a heaven for a gangsta

Just a young nigga, addicted to
Fast cars, fast money, and fast bitches
(Sheist? livin')
Got me blasting til it's the
Motha fuckin' last nigga
It's gone be hard, tryin' to get into heaven
Cause my life is on some money
All I see is 211's and 187's
Sell a nigga never
So livin' gangstafied, and bangin' you know
Just imagin' niggas be actin' bad up there
If they had a heaven for a gangsta
Block parties for days til we get tired
Free sex like the sixties
Nigga drinkin' up on some forties
Nigga puffin' up on some swishers
Dice game every hour
For the gangstas money and power
Rewards for niggas that's bout it
Preacher time for busters and cowards
Cause every nigga I know on the block
Will be livin' in mansion
And ridin' old school
Al Capone will be the fuckin' president
Everything I ride would be on some gold shoes
And if there's a heaven for
A gangsta I can't wait
For Pac and E to have some
Bitches and chronic at the gate

Is there a heaven for a
Gangsta gangsta gangsta ughh
Is there a heaven for a gangsta

Is there a heaven for a motha
Fuckin' gangsta ass nigga like me
(Fuck no) I doubt it
Cause niggas like me down south
(new orleans) stay bout it swamp niggas
Tru soldiers fill your head with lead
I ain't scared to die I'll
Smoke your ass like douja
Retaliation is a must so I bust
Your ass be on the run I can't
Keep bullets up in my fucking gun
They ask me why am I so sick
It's cuz of my click
Full of murders and robbers
Rehabilitated convicts
Rest in peace to all my motha fuckin'
Dead niggas that took a stand
God forgive me but I know
I'm going to hell man
I walk the streets with my converse, khakis
And my chrome gat
Pockets full of drug money and crack, heroin
Will I ever see the man upstairs
I know my chance is slim
Cause God don't want no killas
Standin' next to him
So I'm a hustle, and sell my D (dopeman)
But I wonder is there a heaven
For a gangsta nigga like me

Is there a heaven for a
Gangsta gangsta gangsta ughh
Is there a heaven for a gangsta

Is there a heaven for a gangsta, gangsta

Ugh, this goes out to all ya'll
True niggas and, huh, out there
Tryin' to make to a heaven 4 a gangsta
To my lil' brotha Kevin Miller2paceazy E
And all ya'llniggas out
There, who lost ya'll life in this rap game
Or should I say this
Dope game ya'll niggas know can't trust
Nobody on these streets ya best
Friend might be yo enemy just
Remember that there might be
A heaven 4 a gangsta all ya'll
Niggas that's here right now
Bitch no time soon, one love
Nigga keep it real, ugh!