Luyện nghe bài hát Gotta Make It To Heaven

I gotta make it to heaven, for going 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

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

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

When I come the hood, I don't stop the rapping niggaz
Get close enough to smack, get it nigga
Pac tried to so I waved the chrome on his ass
Point range I span put a bone on his ass
Two later niggas came through with Maks to lay me down
sprayed I played dead and got the fuck off the ground
Out the blue I get a call, 50 what up?
You send a at me I send the bitch back cut up
I don't play pussy shit, I done told you boy
on me, you gon meet one of my soldiers boy
Cause Entwain shot up his crib an now he in Jail
Trippin on Fliks an bogger trail, pussy in black
Pack mamma moved, but she don't to him no more
The shells from 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 take them

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

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

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