Luyện nghe bài hát Gotta Make It To Heaven

I make it to heaven, for going through hell
make it to heaven, gotta make it to heaven
I make it to heaven, for going through hell
Gotta it to heaven I hope I make it to heaven

say I'm paranoid I say I'm careful how I choose my friends
Been to ICU once I going again
Zee got murked, then Raw got murked
An homies still in the hood, why he ain't hurt
I somethin' fishy man it might be a rat
Damn niggas switching sides on just like that
You me, I stay wit a bitch on her knees
An get guns away in the hood like cheese
Spray on eleven hundred cc's
More plate on the back, straight a Mak
In the hood they identify niggas by cars
So I switch up to stay off the radar
I ain't gotta be to make shit hot
I send Yayo to dump 30 on ya block
So spray that Tec if I say get it done
An make it wet if you round me son

I gotta make it to heaven, for through hell
Gotta make it to heaven, gotta make it to
I gotta make it to heaven, for going hell
Gotta it to heaven I hope I make it to heaven
I gotta make it to heaven, for going through
make it to heaven, gotta make it to heaven
I gotta make it to heaven, for going through
Gotta make it to heaven I hope I it to heaven

When I come the hood, I don't stop the rapping niggaz
Get close to smack, get it clapping nigga
Pac tried to front so I the chrome on his ass
Point blank range I span put a on his ass
Two weeks later niggas came through with to lay me down
sprayed I played dead and got the fuck off the ground
Out the blue I get a phone call, 50 up?
You send a bitch at me I the bitch back cut up
I don't play that pussy shit, I told you boy
Front on me, you gon one of my soldiers boy
Cause shot up his mamma crib an now he in Jail
Trippin on an bogger trail, pussy in black tail
Pack mamma moved, but she don't talk to him no
The shells twains 4-4, blew the hinge off her do'
that Tec every month how she gon pay for the crib
Man social service finis' come and take them

I gotta make it to heaven, for through hell
Gotta it to heaven, gotta make it to heaven
I gotta make it to heaven, for through hell
Gotta make it to heaven I hope I make it to
I gotta make it to heaven, for through hell
Gotta make it to heaven, make it to heaven
I gotta make it to heaven, for going through
Gotta make it to I hope I make it to heaven

Lord, me the serenity to accept the things I can not change, the courage
To change the things I can, but wisdom to know the
But A, Ade did a make you say that I say
That's the credit put in your head when you a act
Man I talk to you while we up in the Penz
But when we home, that don't mean we goin' fuck an be friends
Shells smash ya head close to hear 'em whistling
Thank god missed you, an go grab ya pistol
In the hood niggas running acting crazy
little air Jordan's for maybe babies
See it be his, an it might be yours
Cause them broads in the projects is up whores
Man it take much for you to get in them draws
You ain't can 'em on they back or on all fours
You got to tell me, you this shit
Because I hear I'm saying I know I'm killing this shit

I gotta make it to heaven, for going through
Gotta it to heaven, gotta make it to heaven
I make it to heaven, for going through hell
Gotta make it to heaven I hope I it to heaven
I gotta make it to heaven, for through hell
Gotta it to heaven, gotta make it to heaven
I make it to heaven, for going through hell
make it to heaven I hope I make it to heaven