Luyện nghe bài hát Heaven or Hell

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

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 to die, nobody want to kill
The things we do to make it through
But want to lose, nobody 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 doing life, they ain't ever coming home
They I wouldn't make it or never 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 I'll 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 with my
If we all grind, we all shine, fuck a part
I used to play the block early morning and time
Now G5 flights, fuck a depart time
It was hard times, nigga now it's our
Just take a look at my life, rapping me back to life
Cause I was in them streets, my heart was as a pack of ice
Every night we strapping we was in Iraq 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 gotta burn a hole in my tongue
Give me a years in a hole on the sun
In water, in the world of no order
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, nigga you right

[Verse 2:
Yeah, I to pop a lot of shit, now I keep it moderate
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 these black
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 usually send the hate through the bitches
Jealous Instagram niggas hating on pictures
We dream chasing, y'all niggas walking wishes
Without working for it, not often you riches
niggas find coffins others just find ditches
Just ask around the militia, they malicious
D-block, finish that and cop dope
I'm two-stroke, you
If you got cigars we can all smoke
Ain't nothing all when you all broke
So we could never be
Never bite the hand feed you
fear a man if he bleed too
Some need a head shot, some niggas need two
Play sweet in these streets and leave you
You see the devil, he's see through