[Chorus: I wonder if heaven got a ghetto (4X)]



I was raised, the little young nigga doin bad shit

Talk much shit cause I never had shit

I could remember being whupped in class

And if I didn't pass mama whupped my ass

Was it my fault papa didn't plan it out

Broke out left me to be the man of the house

I couldn't take it, had to make a profit

Down the block, got a glock, and I clock grip

Makin G's was my mission

Movin enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and

why must I sock a fella, just to live large like Rockefeller

First you didn't give a fuck, but you're learnin now

If you don't respect the town then we'll burn you down

God damn it's a motherfuckin riot

Black people only hate police so don't try it

If you're not from the town then don't pass through

Cause some O.G. fools might blast you

It ain't right but it's long overdue

We can't have peace til the niggaz get a piece too

I want G's so you label me a criminal

And if I die, I wonder if heaven got a ghetto



[Chorus]



[Verse Two: 2Pac]



Here on Earth, tell me what's a blick life worth

A bottle of juice is no excuse, the truth hurts

And even when you take the shit

Move counties get a lawyer you can shake the shit

Ask Rodney, LaTasha, and many more

It's been goin on for years, there's plenty more

When they ask me, when will the violence cease?

When your troops stop shootin niggaz down in the street

Niggaz had enough time to make a difference

Bear witness, own our own business

Word to God cause it's hard tryin to make ends meet

First we couldn't afford shit now everything's free

so we loot, please don't sho