Heaven 4 A Gangsta (Tru Remix)

Huh, light your lighters, T.R.U
When I die, for killers and gangstas like me go
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 a killer, T.R.U. cross my stomach
Your neighborhood thug nigga tryin' to make it
Out this fucked up environment

Where niggas die tryin' to make a dollar out of 50 cents
The ghetto got me crazy, I smell daisies
But I can't die tonight, my lady's pregnant with a baby
2Pac said there's a heaven for a G
I wonder if there's a restin' place for killers and gangstas like me
Been fucked up for most my life, sold my soul to the devil
I hope I die in my sleep, I know it's gonna be a 187
Ain't no turnin' back, I'm strapped with two chrome gats
I see death 'round the corner, my time to go, I'm ready, black
'Cause I'm a soldier, gone on that doja

Met my friend, my little life to the fullest, a high roller
So when I die, put me in a pine box
Bury me like a G, two Glocks and a fuckin' bag of rocks
And open the clouds for these 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

Just a young nigga

Addicted to fast cars, fast money and fast bitches
Got me blastin' to this, the motherfuckin' last nigga
It's gon' be hard tryin' to get into heaven
'Cause my life was all smothered
All I see is 211s and 187s, starvin' me to death
So livin' gangsta, five shife grub and bangin'
You know just imagine niggas be actin' bad up there
If there is a heaven for a gangsta
Block party for days 'til we get tired
Free sex like the '60s

Nigga breakin' up on some parties
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 bustas and cowards
'Cause everything I know on the block'll be
Livin' in a mansion and ridin' old schools
Al Capone'll be the fuckin' president
Every day I ride, I be on some gold shoes
And if it's heaven for a gangsta, I can't wait

But 'Pac and E have some bitches and chronic at the gate
Is there a heaven for a gangsta

Is there a heaven for a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, uh

Is there a heaven for a motherfuckin' gangsta-ass nigga like me

I doubt it, 'cause niggas like me down South stay 'bout it
Swamp niggas, true soldiers, fill your head with lead
I ain't scared to die, I'll smoke your ass like Doja (Blue)
Retaliation is a must, so I bust
Your ass be on the run, I can't keep busts up in my fuckin' gun
They ask me why I'm so sick, it's 'cause of my clique
Full of murderers and robbers, rehabilitated convicts
Rest in peace to all my motherfuckin' dead niggas that took a stand

Lord, forgive me, but I know I'm goin' 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 killers standin' next to him

So I'ma hustle and sell my D (dope, man)
But I wonder, is there a heaven for a gangsta nigga like me?

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
Is there a heaven for a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, uh
Is there a heaven for a gangsta, gangsta

Huh, this goes out to all y'all two niggas that you met
Out there, they'll be rest in peace
Tryin' to make it to this heaven for a gangsta
To my little brother Kevin Jeffers, 2Pac, Eazy-E
And all y'all niggas out there who lost y'all lives
Or should I say the dope game?
Y'all niggas know

Can't trust nobody, homie
Even your best friend might be fakin'
Just remember that
There might be a heaven for a gangsta
For all y'all niggas that's here right now

We'll be up in this bitch in no time soon
One love
The truth click, nigga, keep it real, uh