Hah, light ya lighta
  Damn, I done did some messed up stuff
  Rest in peace Tupac
  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
  Another soldier gone
  with gold plates
  Unhhhhhhh
  My last bitch I'ma fuck, is this the end?
    Is there a heaven 4 a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, UHHHHH!
  Is there a heaven 4 a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, UHHHHH!
  Is there a heaven 4 a gangsta
    Grew up in the ghetto, raised by killers T-R-U 'cross my stomach
  Yo' neighborhood thug nigga, tryin to make it
  Out this fucked up environment
  Where niggaz die tryin to make a dollar outta fifty cents
  The ghetto got me crazy, I smell daisies
  But I can't die tonight my old lady's pregnant with a baby
  Tupac said there's a heaven foe a G
  But I wonder if there's a restin place for killers and gangsta niggaz like me
  Me fucked never lost my life and sold my soul to the devil
  I hope I die in my sleep but the noise it's gonna be a one-eighty-seven
  Ain't no turnin back I'm strapped with two chrome gats
  I see death around the corner (damn, run) my time to go I'm ready to black
  Cause I'ma soldier, gone off that doja
  Ain't no cryin at my funeral I lived life to the fullest as 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 up clouds for these strangers
  Before you take me Lord tell me
    Is there a heaven 4 a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, UHHHHH!
  Is there a heaven 4 a gangsta
    Look into the eyes of a killa, neighborhood drug dealer
  From ghetto, hero swore he wouldn't be the next nigga
  to lose his life in this dope game cocaine
  He told me don't trust nobody; his best friend was the trigga man
  I see tears in his sista and his momma eye
  His old lady stare at the casket askin God why
  The church is full of killers, and drug dealers
  Bangers, and motherfuckin cap peelers
  Six of his homies carried him to the hearse
  First time that he even been to church
  Damn, now he's in the dirt
  Pourin out beer for my dead homey
  A bunch of rest in peace t-shirt with his motherfuckin picture on it
  This nigga lived fuckin rowdy, and if he gotta die
  he don't give a fuck cause this nigga, been BOUT IT
    Is there a heaven 4 a gangsta, gangsta, UHHHHH!
  Is there a heaven 4 a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, UHHHHH!
  Is there a heaven 4 a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, UHHHHH!
    This goes out to all y'all motherfuckin soldiers
  True niggaz, high rollers, No Limit niggaz, gangstas
  Caviar niggaz, niggaz that dyin with motherfuckin badges on they casket
  Niggaz that's dyin in this rap game
  All y'all real niggaz
  Or should I say this new wave, dope game
  Y'all feel this, all y'all niggaz dyin in the pen
  All y'all real niggaz that lost niggaz
  I'ma strike y'all nigga with some game
  All y'all real bitches that lost niggaz
  Ain't nuttin mo' precious than life
  Gangsta niggaz and gangsta bitches
  Gangsta niggaz in the Ward, Baton Rouge
  Go pout some beer out for y'all thug niggaz
  All y'all niggaz on Death Row
  Lake Charles, Shreveport, New Mexico
  R.I.P. nigga
  Mississippi, Texas, Alabama, Atlanta
    Is there a heaven 4 a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, UHHHHH!
  Indiana
  [fades]