The Game
The Game - Hvn4agngsta lyrics
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Let my nigga C out Let my nigga C out I'll botch the 7 til the smoke start to slip out Got all the chains like it's lane from the deep south Could've been Michael Jordan but I took the Master P out Had to take the street route, niggas know what we about Homie snitch with the Glock, knock your fuckin teeth out And I'm voting for Obama nigga But I'd still shoot you in front yo mama nigga Word to Michelle, got stripes like gazelles Pour hot sauce in the devil food, strike a match in hell Skip that yea, we used to tip that scale My friend that trip drive a Maybach, I took that well Face jail in the Phantom with the chick that's bad White americans nightmare – rich black men Used to look a frid locker, had to use my brother Pivs I got the job and he got hit with the 5th Is there a heaven for a gangsta gangsta gangsta? Is there a heaven for a gangsta gangsta gangsta? Heaven's in your heart Heaven's in your heart oh oh Heaven's in your heart Heaven's in your heart oh oh Is there a heaven for a gangsta gangsta gangsta? I think sober, my blood still weren't cold I try to make my mama feel like Gabi's where she wanna go The greatest voyage remain untold And souls with no way transpearing in that gun smoke I told the story so my sons know I believe there is a heaven for a gangsta nigga, part no Use to have the pot blow to make my funds grow Cuz when them funds load that Uzzy with a ton though Catch me in the morning sipping champagne on Instagram Funny how that chandelier used to be a ceiling fan Funny how that Buick reboot, turned into a Lamb Funny how Liddy's grandson turned into a man I look around out here, a bunch of little me's Everybody tryina do it big, a bunch of lil seeds Since lil Jojo can no longer breathe I'm extra for hips and checkers Is there a heaven for a gangsta gangsta gangsta? Is there a heaven for a gangsta gangsta gangsta? Heaven's in your heart Heaven's in your heart oh oh Heaven's in your heart Heaven's in your heart oh oh Is there a heaven for a gangsta gangsta gangsta? My nigga dead, didn't make the team He could've been the next ML king Young niggas rolling with them triple beans Cup full of lean but why a nigga spilling dreams? And the little homies died over 20 beef Black president, nigga's chick considered pimp It's a dirty game nigga when you got cash Bitches don't holla when the nigga on his ass In the big set the trap and they got semi I really know the motherfuckers wanted me And now the world's got a Chief Keef He just a lil nigga tryna eat I remember bitch ‘99 Nice 20 problem getting mine Little niggas pay attention, all my real niggas know that I miss ‘em Is there a heaven for a gangsta gangsta gangsta? Is there a heaven for a gangsta gangsta gangsta? Heaven's in your heart Heaven's in your heart oh oh Heaven's in your heart Heaven's in your heart oh oh