Luyện nghe bài hát Heaven or Hell

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

Some go to college, some niggas go to jail
make it into heaven, some make it into hell
Nobody to lose, nobody want to fail
Nobody want to die, want to kill
The things we do to make it through
But nobody want to lose, nobody to fail
Nobody want to die, we're tryna live our life
[Verse 1: Meek
Look, I got homies in the ground, and bones
And niggas doing life, ain't ever coming home
They said I wouldn't make it or see the throne
And my baby mama hate me cause she I did her wrong
Cause I to chase my dream, get it any means
I said that I'll be back, she wasn't to me
That back and forth 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, fuck a depart
It was hard times, nigga now our time
Just take a look at my life, brought me back to life
Cause I was in streets, my heart was cold as a pack of ice
Every night we like we was in Iraq to fight
Cause niggas getting for a block that 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 gotta burn a hole in my tongue
me a hundred years in a hole 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, you damn right

[Verse 2:
Yeah, I to pop a lot of shit, now I keep it moderate
niggas know I been iced out, hopping out of shit
Right now I'm praying for my son to get scholarship
A nice university, one of these black
Far as the go, I acknowledge it
But whoever a snake usually a follower
Luckily, I can tell a
My man coming home, my other man getting
Soft niggas usually send the through the bitches
Jealous Instagram niggas on your pictures
We dream chasing, y'all niggas behind wishes
Without working for it, not you find riches
Some niggas coffins others just find ditches
Just ask around 'bout the militia, they
D-block, finish that and cop dope
I'm two-stroke, you
If you got cigars we can all smoke
Ain't nothing all good when you all
So we could be equal
Never bite the hand feed you
Never a man if he bleed too
Some niggas need a head shot, niggas need two
Play sweet in streets and they'll leave you
You can't see the devil, he's see