| Is there a heaven for a gangsta gangsta gangsta ughh 2x
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| Is there a heaven for a gangsta
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| Grew up in the ghetto raised by a killa
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| Tru across my stomach
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| Your neighborhood thug nigga
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| Trying to make it out this fucked up environment
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| Where niggaz die trying to make a dollar out of 15 cents
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| The ghetto got me crazy
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| I smell daisies
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| But I cant die tonight my old lady pregnant with a baby
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| 2pac said is there a heaven for a g But I wonder if theres a resting place for killas and gangstas like me Been fucked up for most my life
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| Done sold my soul to the devil
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| I hope I die in my sleep I know its gonna be a 187
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| Aint no turning back Im strapped with 2 crome gacks
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| I see death around the corner
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| My time to go Im ready black
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| Cause Im a soldier gone off that douja
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| Aint no crying at my funeral I lived life to the fullest a high roller
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| So when I die put me in a pine box
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| Bury me like a g 2 glocks and a fucking bag of rocks
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| And open up clouds for a stranger
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| Before you take me lord tell me Just a young nigga addicted to fast cars fast money and fast bitches
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| Git me blasting til its the mothafucking last nigga
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| Its gone be hard trying to get to heaven cause my life is mostly marred
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| All I see is 2 levels and 187 sell a nigga? |
| ?
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| So living gangstafied and gang banging
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| You know just imaging niggaz be acting bad up there
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| If they had a heaven for a gangsta
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| Block parties all days til we get tired, free sex like the sixties
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| Nigga drinking up on some forties, nigga pumping up on some swishies
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| Dice game every hour
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| For the gangstas money and power
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| Rewards for niggaz thats bout it Extra time for busters and cowards
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| Cause every nigga on the block I know
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| Will be living in mansions and riding old school
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| If I was born to be the fucking president
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| Everythin I ride would be on some gold shoes
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| Is there a heaven for a gangsta I cant wait
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| Even have some bitches crying trying to get into the gate
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| Is there a heaven for a mothafucking gangsta ass nigga like me (I doubt it)
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| Cause niggaz like me down south (new orleans) stay bout it Swamp niggaz,
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| Tru soldiers
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| Fill your head with lead
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| I aint scared to die Ill smoke your ass like douja
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| Retaliation is a must so I bust
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| Your ass be on the run I cant keep bullets up in my fucking gun
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| They ask me why am I so sick,
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| Its because of my click
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| Full of murders and robbers, rehabilitated convicts
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| Rest in peace to all my fucking dead niggaz that took the stand
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| Lord forgive me but I know Im going to hell man
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| I walk the streets with my converse, khakies and my chrome gack
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| Pockets full of drug money and crack, heroin
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| Will I ever see the man upstairs I know my chances are slim
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| Cause God dont want no killas standing next to him
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| So Im a hustle and sell my d (dopeman)
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| But I wonder is there a heaven for a gangsta nigga like me |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Heaven 4 A Gangsta , by - Tru. Song from the album Tru 2 Da Game, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп