Tru Lyrics
Tru Lyrics
"Heaven 4 A Gangsta (TRU Remix) Lyrics"
Everything Lyrics
I've gotta have you All of you I've gotta have all of you Every bit of you Everything I have is yours And I will give it to you I will never let you down Anything you need just ask I will give to you I will never let you down I'll be around Everytime I close my eyes I think of you Wishing you were here To make my dreams c
I've gotta have you All of you I've gotta have all of you Every bit of you Everything I have is yours And I will give it to you I will never let you down Anything you need just ask I will give to you I will never let you down I'll be around Everytime I close my eyes I think of you Wishing you were here To make my dreams c
[Chorus]
Is there a heaven for a gangsta gangsta gangsta ughh 2x
Is there a heaven for a gangsta
[Master P]
Grew up in the ghetto raised by a killa
TRU across my stomach
your neighborhood thug nigga
Trying to make it out this fucked up environment
Where niggaz die trying to make a dollar out of 15 cents
The ghetto got me crazy
I smell daisies
But I can't die tonight my old lady pregnant with a baby
2Pac said is there a heaven for a g
But I wonder if there's a resting place for killas and gangstas like me
Been fucked up for most my life
done sold my soul to the devil
I hope I die in my sleep I know its gonna be a 187
Ain't no turning back I'm strapped with 2 crome gacks
I See death around the
Theme Park Lyrics
I'm goin' to the theme park Lookin' for a thrill Gonna stay 'til they close it 'Til I get my fill Spinning on a Tilt-A-Whirl Nothin' like it in this world Close your eyes and hold on tight We can make it last all night Can't wait 'til the summer starts Goin' down to the theme park Leave your cares in the parking lot I lost my heart at t
corner I'm goin' to the theme park Lookin' for a thrill Gonna stay 'til they close it 'Til I get my fill Spinning on a Tilt-A-Whirl Nothin' like it in this world Close your eyes and hold on tight We can make it last all night Can't wait 'til the summer starts Goin' down to the theme park Leave your cares in the parking lot I lost my heart at t
My time to go I'm ready black
Cause I'm a soldier gone off that douja
Aint no crying at my funeral I lived life to the fullest a high roller
So when I die put me in a pine box
Bury me like a g 2 glocks and a fucking bag of rocks
And open up clouds for a stranger
Before you take me Lord tell me
[Chorus]
[Silkk]
Just a young nigga addicted to fast cars fast money and fast bitches
Git me blasting til its the mothafucking last nigga
Its gone be hard trying to get to heaven cause my life is mostly marred
All I see is 2 levels and 187 sell a nigga ??
So living gangstafied and gang banging
You know just imaging niggaz be acting bad up there
if they had a heaven for a gangsta
Block parties all days t
The gold it's in the.... Lyrics
Come on, my friends, Let's make for the hills. They say there's gold but I'm looking for thrills. You can get your hands on whatever we find, Because I'm only coming along for the ride. Well, you go your way, I'll go mine. I don't care if we get there on time. Everybody's searching for something, they say. I'll get my kicks on the way. Over the m
l we get tired, free sex like the sixties Come on, my friends, Let's make for the hills. They say there's gold but I'm looking for thrills. You can get your hands on whatever we find, Because I'm only coming along for the ride. Well, you go your way, I'll go mine. I don't care if we get there on time. Everybody's searching for something, they say. I'll get my kicks on the way. Over the m
Nigga drinking up on some forties, nigga pumping up on some swishies
Dice game every hour
For the gangstas money and power
Rewards for niggaz that's bout it
Extra time for busters and cowards
Cause every nigga on the block I know
will be living in mansions and riding old school
If I was born to be the fucking president
everythin I ride would be on some gold shoes
Is there a heaven for a gangsta I can't wait
Even have some bitches crying trying to get into the gate
[Chorus]
[C-Murder]
Is there a heaven for a mothafucking gangsta ass nigga like me ( I doubt it)
Cause niggaz like me down south (New Orleans) stay bout it
Swamp niggaz,
TRU Soldiers
fill your h
Home Loan Blues Lyrics
Just a man, good and sometimes bad But striving to do the best that I can Help a hand when the one close by you falls Understanding can do the rest and that ain’t all Hope I can please you but the truth isn’t easy to say The more that you’re spending the more it’ll get in your way I say it to please you to forget what you have done, so pray I got the blue
ad with lead Just a man, good and sometimes bad But striving to do the best that I can Help a hand when the one close by you falls Understanding can do the rest and that ain’t all Hope I can please you but the truth isn’t easy to say The more that you’re spending the more it’ll get in your way I say it to please you to forget what you have done, so pray I got the blue
I ain't scared to die I'll smoke your ass like douja
Retaliation is a must so I bust
Your ass be on the run I can't keep bullets up in my fucking gun
They ask me why am I so sick,
its because of my click
Full of murders and robbers, rehabilitated convicts
Rest in peace to all my fucking dead niggaz that took the stand
Lord forgive me but I know I'm going to hell man
I walk the streets with my converse, khakies and my chrome gack
Pockets full of drug money and crack, heroin
Will I ever see the man upstairs I know my chances are slim
Cause God don't want no killas standing next to him
So I'm a hustle and sell my D (dopeman)
But I wonder is there a heaven for a gangsta nigga like me
[Chorus x4]