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The Game - HVN4AGNGSTA feat. Master P Lyrics

let my niggas see y'all, hop box the 7 till the smoke start to see bout
got on chains like a slave in the deep south
could have been michael jordan but I took the master p route
had to take the street route, niggas know what we bout
hardest snitch when the glock knock your fucking teeth out
and I just voted for Obama nigga, but I'll still shoot you in front of your mama's nigga
Word to Michelle, got stripe like gazelles
Pour hot sauce into devil food, strike a match ahead
skip that yale, just to tip that scale
my favorite stripper drive a maybach, I tip that well
fifth jell in the phantom with a chick that's pale
white america's nightmare, rich black man
used to work at footlocker, had to use my brother piss
i got the job and he got hit with the 50

[Hook]
Is there a heaven for a gangster, gangster, gangster, aha
Is there a heaven for a gangster, gangster, gangster, aha
everything your heart, everything your heart
is there a heaven for a gangster

I think so, but my blood still run cold
I'm tryina make my mama feel like Gabys when she wanna go
the greatest stories remain untold
as souls with the way transparent in that gun smoke
i tell the stories so my sons know
i believe there is a heaven for a gagnsta nigga
used to have pump blow, to make my funds grow
cause when them funds low, that uzzi weight a ton know
catch me in the morning, sipping champagne on instagram
funny how that chandelier used to be a ceiling fan
funny how that buick ...turned into a lamb
funny how lilly's grand son turned into a man
I look around out here, a bunch of little me's
everybody tryina do it big, a bunch of little seeds
and since little jojo can no longer breathe
i'ma ask y'all for him, so check it

[Hook]

my nigga dead didn't make the team, could have 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 dying over twitter beef
black president, niggas should consider peace
it's a dirty game nigga when you got cash
bitches don't holler when a nigga on his ass
and the pigs hit the trap and they got seat
really know the motherfuckers want me
and now the world's got Chief Keef
he's just a little nigga tryina eat
i remember bitch 99, now it's 2012 i'm getting mine
little niggas pay attention, all my real niggas know that I miss em

[Hook]
 

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