Luyện nghe bài hát Heaven or Hell

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

Some niggas go to college, some go to jail
Some make it into heaven, some make it into
want to lose, nobody want to fail
Nobody want to die, want to kill
The things we do just to make it
But nobody to lose, nobody want to fail
want to die, we're just tryna live our life
[Verse 1: Meek
Look, I got in the ground, skeleton and bones
And niggas doing life, they ever coming home
They said I wouldn't it or never see the throne
And my baby mama hate me 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 back and arguing was getting in between
I said fuck them other niggas, I go get it my team
If we all grind, we all shine, a part time
I used to play the block morning and dark time
Now it's G5 flights, a depart time
It was hard times, now it's our time
Just take a look at my life, brought me back to life
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 murdered for a block that do a stack a night
Woah, I got to it home to my son
On papers with a firm hold on his gun
Before I snitch they burn a hole in my tongue
Give me a hundred years in a on the sun
In boiling water, in the world of no
In the ain't no loyalty, ain't no world for your daughter
no life for your brother, on the life of my mother
I'mma get the fam right, nigga you damn

[Verse 2:
Yeah, I to pop a lot of shit, now I keep it moderate
These niggas know I been out, hopping out of shit
Right now I'm praying for my son to get scholarship
A nice university, one of black colleges
Far as the hood go, I it
But ain't a snake usually a follower
Luckily, I can a difference
My man coming home, my other man sentenced
niggas usually send the hate through the bitches
Jealous Instagram hating on your pictures
We dream chasing, y'all niggas walking behind
Without working for it, not often you find
Some niggas find coffins just find ditches
ask around 'bout the militia, they malicious
D-block, finish that and cop more
I'm two-stroke, you
If you got enough cigars we can all
Ain't nothing all when you all broke
So we never be equal
Never bite the hand feed you
fear a man if he bleed too
Some need a head shot, some niggas need two
Play in these streets and they'll leave you
You can't see the devil, he's see