Luyện nghe bài hát Heaven or Hell

[Intro: DJ
We all get in our own sins
Sometimes I to remind myself
That on my day I live like somebody on their greatest
Don't let demons take you to hell, introduce them to heaven

Some niggas go to college, some go to jail
Some make it heaven, some make it into hell
Nobody want to lose, want to fail
Nobody want to die, nobody to kill
The things we do just to make it
But nobody want to lose, want to fail
Nobody want to die, we're just tryna our life
[Verse 1: Meek
Look, I got homies in the ground, skeleton and
And niggas doing life, they ain't ever home
They said I wouldn't make it or see the throne
And my baby mama me cause she said I did her wrong
I left to chase my dream, get it any means
I said that I'll be back, she listening to me
That back and forth arguing was in between
I said fuck them other niggas, I go get it my team
If we all grind, we all shine, fuck a time
I used to the block early morning and dark time
Now it's G5 flights, a depart time
It was times, nigga now it's our time
Just take a at my life, rapping brought me back to life
Cause I was in streets, my heart was cold as a pack of ice
Every night we strapping we was in Iraq to fight
niggas getting murdered for a block that do a stack a night
Woah, I got to make it to my son
On them papers with a hold on his gun
Before I snitch they gotta burn a hole in my
Give me a hundred years in a on the sun
In boiling water, in the world of no
In the hood ain't no loyalty, ain't no world for your
Ain't no life for brother, on the life of my mother
I'mma get the fam right, you damn right

[Verse 2:
Yeah, I used to pop a lot of shit, now I keep it
These niggas I been iced out, hopping out of shit
Right now I'm for my son to get this scholarship
A nice university, one of black colleges
Far as the go, I acknowledge it
But ain't a snake usually a follower
Luckily, I can a difference
My man home, my other man getting sentenced
Soft usually send the hate through the bitches
Instagram niggas hating on your pictures
We dream chasing, y'all niggas walking wishes
working for it, not often you find riches
Some niggas find coffins others find ditches
Just ask around 'bout the militia, they
D-block, that and cop more dope
I'm two-stroke, you
If you got cigars we can all smoke
Ain't nothing all good when you all
So we never be equal
Never bite the hand feed you
Never a man if he bleed too
Some niggas a head shot, some niggas need two
Play sweet in these and they'll leave you
You see the devil, he's see through