Luyện nghe bài hát Gotta Make It To Heaven

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

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

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

When I through the hood, I don't stop the rapping niggaz
Get close to smack, get it clapping nigga
Pac tried to front so I waved the on his ass
Point blank range I put a bone on his ass
Two weeks later niggas through with Maks to lay me down
Then sprayed I played dead and got the off the ground
Out the blue I get a call, 50 what up?
You send a bitch at me I send the bitch cut up
I play that pussy shit, I done told you boy
Front on me, you gon meet one of my boy
Cause Entwain 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 to him no more
The shells from 4-4, blew the hinge off her do'
that Tec every month how she gon pay for the crib
Man social finis' come and take them kids

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

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

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