The Game - Heaven For A Gangsta lyrics

[Verse 1: Master P] Is there a heaven for a gangsta? My n***a dead, he didn't make the team, could've been the next ML King Young n***as rolling with them triple beams, coming from the 'lean But why a n***a spilling dreams, little homies dying over Twitter beefs Black president, n***a sh** concealed P It's a dirty game when you got cash, b**hes don't holler when a n***a on the dash [?] I really know them muthaf**as wanted me And now the worlds got a Chief Keef, he's just a lil n***a tryin' eat I remember b**h, 99' It's the 21st century, I'm still getting mine Lil n***as pay attention and all my real n***as know that I miss em' [Hook x4] Is there heaven for a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta [Verse 2: Game] Let my n***as 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, n***as know what we 'bout Hard to snitch when the Glock knock your f**ing teeth out And I just voted for Obama n***a, but I'll still shoot you in front your momma, n***a 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 [Hook]