Luyện nghe bài hát Gotta Make It To Heaven

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
make it to heaven I hope I make it to heaven

Some say I'm paranoid I say I'm careful how I choose my
Been to ICU I ain't going again
First Zee got murked, then Raw got
An homies in the hood, why he ain't getting hurt
I smell somethin' fishy man it be a rat
Damn niggas switching sides on niggas just like
You know me, I stay wit a on her knees
An get guns away in the like government cheese
Spray on Suzuki's eleven hundred
More on the back, straight squeezing a Mak
In the hood identify niggas 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 30 shots on ya block
So spray that Tec nigga if I say get it
An make it wet niggas if you me son

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

When I through the hood, I don't stop the rapping niggaz
Get enough to smack, get it clapping nigga
Pac to front so I waved the chrome on his ass
Point blank range I put a bone on his ass
Two weeks later came through with Maks to lay me down
Then sprayed I played and got the fuck off the ground
Out the blue I get a phone call, 50 up?
You send a at me I send the bitch back cut up
I play that pussy shit, I done told you boy
on me, you gon meet one of my soldiers boy
Cause shot up his mamma crib an now he in Jail
Trippin on Fliks an bogger trail, in black tail
Pack mamma moved, but she don't to him no more
The shells from twains 4-4, the hinge off her do'
Without Tec every month how she gon pay for the crib
Man social service finis' and take them kids

I gotta it to heaven, for going 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 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 make it to heaven I I make it to heaven

Lord, me the serenity to accept the things I can not change, the courage
To the things I can, but wisdom to know the difference
But A, Ade did a make you say that I say
That's the credit put in your when you a case act
Man I might to you while we up in the Penz
But when we come home, that don't mean we goin' an be friends
Shells ya head close enough to hear 'em whistling
god they missed you, an go grab ya pistol
In the hood niggas running acting crazy
Buying air Jordan's for maybe babies
See it might be his, an it might be
Cause them broads in the is straight 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 me, you feeling this shit
Because I hear what I'm saying I I'm killing this shit

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