Heaven 4 A Gangsta (Remix|Explicit)歌词-Tru

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Heaven 4 A Gangsta (Remix|Explicit) - TRU

Is there a heaven for a gangsta gangsta gangsta ugh

Is there a heaven for a gangsta gangsta gangsta ugh

Is there a heaven for a gangsta

Grew up in the ghetto raised by a killa TRU across my stomach

Your neighborhood thug ni**a

Trying to make it out this f**ked up environment

Where niggaz die trying to make a dollar out of 15 cents

The ghetto got me crazy I smell daisies

But I can't die tonight my old lady pregnant with a baby

2 Pac said is there a heaven for a G

But I wonder if there's a resting place for killas and gangstas like me

Been f**ked up for most my life done sold my soul to the devil

I hope I die in my sleep I know it's gonna be a 187

Ain't no turning back I'm strapped with 2 crome gacks

I see death around 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 f**king bag of rocks

And open up clouds for a stranger before you take me lord tell me

Is there a heaven for a gangsta gangsta gangsta ugh

Is there a heaven for a gangsta

Just a young ni**a addicted to fast cars fast money and fast b**ches

Git me blasting till its the motherf**king last ni**a

It's gone be hard trying to get to heaven 'cause my life is mostly marred

So living gangstafied and gang banging

You know just imaging niggaz be acting bad up there

If they had a heaven for a gangsta

Block parties all days till we get tired free sex like the sixties

Ni**a drinking up on some forties ni**a pumping up on some swishes

Dice game every hour for the gangstas money and power

Rewards for niggaz that's 'bout it extra time for busters and cowards

'Cause every ni**a on the block I know

Will be living in mansions and riding old school

If I was born to be the f**king president

Everythin' I ride would be on some gold shoes

Is there a heaven for a gangsta I can't wait

Even have some b**ches crying trying to get into the gate

Is there a heaven for a gangsta gangsta ugh

Is there a heaven for a motherf**king gangsta a** ni**a like me

I doubt it

'Cause niggaz like me down south stay 'bout it

Swamp niggaz true soldiers fill your head with lead

I ain't scared to die I'll smoke your a** like douja

Retaliation is a must so I bust

Your a** be on the run

I can't keep bullets up in my f**king gun

They ask me why am I so sick it's because of my click

Full of murders and robbers rehabilitated convicts

Rest in peace to all my f**king dead niggaz that took the stand

Lord forgive me but I know I'm going to hell man

I walk the streets with my converse khakis and my chrome gack

Pockets full of drug money and crack heroin

Will I ever see the man upstairs I know my chances are slim

'Cause god don't want no killas standing next to him

So I'm a hustle and sell my D

D**e man

But I wonder is there a heaven for a gangsta ni**a like me

Is there a heaven for a gangsta gangsta gangsta ugh

Is there a heaven for a gangsta gangsta gangsta ugh

Is there a heaven for a gangsta gangsta gangsta ugh

Is there a heaven for a gangsta gangsta gangsta ugh

Is there a heaven for a gangsta gangsta