Heaven For a Gangsta

[Verse 1: Master P]

Is there a heaven for a gangsta?

My nigga dead, he didn't make the team, could've been the next ML King

Young niggas rolling with them triple beams, coming from the 'lean

But why a nigga spilling dreams, little homies dying over Twitter beefs

Black president, nigga shit concealed P

It's a dirty game when you got cash, bitches don't holler when a nigga on the dash

[?]

I really know them muthafuckas wanted me

And now the worlds got a Chief Keef, he's just a lil nigga tryin' eat

I remember bitch, 99'

It's the 21st century, I'm still getting mine

Lil niggas pay attention and all my real niggas know that I miss em'

[Chorus]

Is there heaven for a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta?

Is there heaven for a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta?

Is there heaven for a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta?

Is there heaven for a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta?

[Verse 2: The Game]

Let my niggas see out

Hotbox the 7 'till the smoke start to seep out

Got on chains like a slave in the deep south

Could've been Michael Jordan but I took the Master P route

Had to take the street route, niggas know what we 'bout

Hard to snitch when the Glock knock your fucking teeth out

And I just voted for Obama nigga, but I'll still shoot you in front your momma, nigga

Word to Michelle, got stripes like gazelles

Pour hot sauce on the devil's food, strike him at your hell

Skipped that [?] just to take that scale

My favorite shrimp would drive a Maybach, I tipped that whale

Fish jelly in a Phantom with a chick that's pale

White America's nightmare; a rich black male

Used to work at Footlocker, had to use my brothers piss

I got the job but he got hit with the fifth

[Chorus]

Is there heaven for a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta?

Is there heaven for a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta?

Is there heaven for a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta?

Is there heaven for a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta?