Luyện nghe bài hát Heaven or Hell

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

Some niggas go to college, some niggas go to
Some it into heaven, some make it into hell
Nobody want to lose, nobody want to
Nobody want to die, nobody want to
The things we do to make it through
But nobody want to lose, nobody want to
Nobody want to die, we're tryna live our life
[Verse 1: Mill]
Look, I got in the ground, skeleton and bones
And doing life, they ain't ever coming home
They I wouldn't make it or never see the throne
And my baby mama me cause she said I did her wrong
Cause I to chase my dream, get it any means
I said that be back, she wasn't listening to me
That and forth arguing was getting in between
I said fuck them other niggas, I go get it my team
If we all grind, we all shine, fuck a part
I used to play the block early morning and dark
Now it's G5 flights, fuck a time
It was hard times, nigga now it's our
Just take a look at my life, rapping brought me back to
Cause I was in them streets, my heart was as a pack of ice
Every night we strapping like we was in to fight
Cause niggas getting murdered for a block do a stack a night
Woah, I got to it home to my son
On them papers with a firm on his gun
Before I snitch they gotta a hole in my tongue
Give me a hundred years in a on the sun
In boiling water, in the of no order
In the hood ain't no loyalty, ain't no world for daughter
no life for your 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 it moderate
These niggas know I been out, hopping out of shit
Right now I'm for my son to get this scholarship
A university, one of these black colleges
Far as the hood go, I it
But whoever ain't a usually a follower
Luckily, I can tell a
My man coming home, my other man getting
Soft niggas send the hate through the bitches
Instagram niggas hating on your pictures
We dream chasing, y'all walking behind wishes
Without for it, not often you find riches
Some niggas find others just find ditches
Just ask around the militia, they malicious
D-block, finish and cop more dope
I'm two-stroke, you
If you got enough we can all smoke
nothing all good when you all broke
So we could never be
Never bite the hand that'll you
Never a man if he bleed too
Some niggas need a head shot, niggas need two
Play in these streets and they'll leave you
You can't see the devil, see through