Luyện nghe bài hát Gotta Make It To Heaven

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

Some say I'm paranoid I say I'm careful how I choose my
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 getting
I smell somethin' fishy man it be a rat
Damn switching sides on niggas just like that
You know me, I stay wit a on her knees
An get guns away in the hood like cheese
on Suzuki's eleven hundred cc's
More plate on the back, squeezing a Mak
In the hood they identify by they cars
So I switch up to stay off the radar
I ain't be around to make shit hot
I send Yayo to 30 shots 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 going hell
make it to heaven, gotta make it to heaven
I gotta it to heaven, for going 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 heaven I hope I make it to

When I come through the hood, I don't stop the niggaz
Get enough 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 later niggas came through with Maks to lay me down
Then sprayed I played dead and got the fuck off the
Out the blue I get a call, 50 what up?
You a bitch at me I send the bitch back cut up
I don't play pussy shit, I done told you boy
Front on me, you gon one of my soldiers boy
Cause Entwain up his mamma crib an now he in Jail
Trippin on Fliks an bogger trail, pussy in black
Pack mamma moved, but she talk to him no more
The shells twains 4-4, blew the hinge off her do'
Without Tec every month how she gon pay for the crib
Man social service finis' come and them kids

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

Lord, grant me the serenity to the things I can not change, the courage
To change the things I can, but wisdom to the difference
But A, Ade did a make you say that I say
That's the credit put in head when you a case act
Man I might talk to you we up in the Penz
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 missed you, an go ya pistol
In the hood niggas round acting crazy
Buying little air Jordan's for maybe
See it might be his, an it might be
Cause broads in the projects is straight up whores
Man it take much for you to get in them draws
You ain't can have 'em on back or on all fours
You got to me, you feeling this shit
Because I hear what I'm saying I I'm killing this shit

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