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Master P
Master P
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Silkk the Shocker
Silkk the Shocker
Composer

Texty

Hah, light ya lighter
(Damn)
I done did some messed up
Rest in peace 2Pac
(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 with gold plates)
Another soldier gone, but never forgotten
(Uh, my last ****)
(Is this the end?)
Is there a heaven for a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, uh!
Is there a heaven for a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, uh!
Is there a heaven for a gangsta?
Grew up in the ghetto, raised by killers T-R-U 'cross my stomach
Yo' neighborhood thug ****, tryna to make it
Out this **** up environment
Where **** die tryin' to make a dollar outta 50 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 for a G
But I wonder if there's a restin' place for killers and gangstas and **** like me
Me **** for most of my life and 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 two chrome gats
I see death around the corner, my time to go I'm ready to black
(Damn, run)
'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, put me in a pine box
(Die)
Bury me like a G, two Glocks and a **** bag of rocks
And open up clouds for these strangers (Strangers)
Before you take me Lord tell me
Is there a heaven for a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, uh!
(Is there a heaven for a gangsta?)
Look into the eyes of a killa, neighborhood drug dealer
From ghetto, hero swore he wouldn't be the next ****
To lose his life in this dope game
(Cocaine, uh)
He told me don't trust nobody, his best friend was the trigger man
I see tears in his sister and his momma eye
His old lady stare at the casket, askin' God, "Why?"
The church is full of killers, drug dealers
Bangers, and **** cap peelers
Six of his homies carried him to the hearse
First time that he ever been to church
Damn, now he's in the dirt
Pourin' out beer for my dead homie
A bunch of rest in peace t-shirt with his **** picture on it
This **** lived **** rowdy and if he gotta die (Rowdy)
He don't give a **** 'cause this ****, been 'bout it!
Is there a heaven for a gangsta, gangsta, uh!
Is there a heaven for a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, uh!
Is there a heaven for a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, uh!
(Is there a heaven for a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, uh!)
This goes out to all y'all **** soldiers
True ****, high rollers, no limit ****, gangstas
(Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta uh!)
Cali ****, **** that dyin with **** badges on they casket
**** that's dyin' in this rap game
(Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta uh!)
(All y'all real ****)
Or should I say this new wave, dope game
(Y'all feel this, all y'all **** dyin' in the pen)
All y'all real **** that lost ****
(Is there a heaven for a gangsta, is there a heaven for a gangsta?)
I'm a strike y'all **** with some game
(All y'all real **** that lost ****)
Ain't nothin' mo' precious than life
Baton Rouge
(Is there a heaven for a gangsta, is there a heaven for a gangsta?)
Go pour some beer out for y'all thug ****
(All y'all **** on Death Row)
(Lake Charles, Shreveport, New Mexico)
R.I.P. ****
(Mississippi, Texas, Alabama, Atlanta)
(Uh, uh, uh)
Is there a heaven for a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, uh!
Is there a heaven for a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, uh!
Written by: Silkk the Shocker
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