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I ain't have a way, I had to make one
Jump off the porch together, me and yo ass a day one
I seen you snaking nigga, you love to see the hate come
Seen Larry Hoover in the hood, I mean a fake one

Niggas in Heaven havin' a gangster party (Gangster)
See this right her, this a gangster story (Gangster)
Gangster (Gangster story)

My rollie finally dance, OTF or family plan
We ain't have no car to slide I use my family van
Lost Iris I died, Nuski died, like I died again
Fresh out, the feds can't talk to you, they tryna tap me in
I'm a put my money inside this music cause I can't buy a friend
I tried like three, four time when they got locked can't tried again
I choose you over you, I won't decide again
They having a gangster party in Heaven, I wish they let us in (Let us in)

Niggas in Heaven havin' a gangster party (Gangster)
See this right her, this a gangster story (Gangster)
Gangster (Gangster story)

I was on a mission with my mans (For real)
Gun powdered up now, I'm pissin' on my hands
We just pickin' up on what them older niggas man was sayin'
Sixteen we got fanned down, caught us with our pants down
I was on the block last, Glock 9
Rocks, glass, stop signs, hot cars, filled with gas, black masks
If he make it wrap, this is he cannot get no rack pass
Fail, how you think you gon' excel, with yo black ass
Crack baby pops left when it got bad
palace, all your clothes in a black bag
Almost drove that boy insane, so ht got a bag
Now he hopping off the plane, he got jet lag
Saw a murder, just a kid, he was traumatized
Kept his Glock, now he locked for a homicide
And he ain't trippin' that he's sitting in a box 'cause it is, what it is, and it's not, what it's not, nigga

Niggas in Heaven havin' a gangster party (Gangster)
See this right her, this a gangster story (Gangster)
Gangster (Gangster story)

I was raised around gangsters (Gangsters)
Fell in love with danger
Deep up in these streets, might have to fall in love with strangers
House party 30 deep we came strapped all bangers
It was more than five shooters so we clapped all angles

One from a nigga died, whole city try to claim
One from your maker, you gotta die to be famous
My little cuz, walkin' with a gun, I wish he stayed with gamin'
I can't say I die for y'all, for real, cause I see the streets change
When the worst enemy died on the other side, I ain't feel it
I don't talk to Master P 'cause I heard by claim no limit
Then I seen't him with his new girl, text his phone, like "Bro, you winning"
150, and 150, that's 300, ain't no difference

This a gangster party
This a gangster party
This a gangster party

Niggas in Heaven havin' a gangster party (Gangster)
See this right her, this a gangster story (Gangster)
Gangster (Gangster story)

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