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 somebody on their
Don't let your demons take you to hell, introduce to heaven

Some go to college, some niggas go to jail
Some make it into heaven, some it into hell
Nobody to lose, nobody want to fail
want to die, nobody want to kill
The things we do to make it through
But nobody want to lose, want to fail
want to die, we're just tryna live our life
[Verse 1: Meek
Look, I got homies in the ground, skeleton and
And niggas doing life, they ain't ever coming
said I wouldn't make it or never 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 I'll be back, she wasn't listening to me
That back and forth arguing was getting in
I said fuck them other niggas, I go get it with my
If we all grind, we all shine, a part time
I used to play the block early and dark time
Now it's G5 flights, a depart time
It was hard times, nigga now our time
Just take a look at my life, brought me back to life
Cause I was in them streets, my heart was cold as a of ice
Every night we strapping like we was in to fight
Cause getting murdered 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 they gotta burn a hole in my tongue
Give me a years in a hole on the sun
In boiling water, in the of no order
In the hood ain't no loyalty, ain't no world for your
Ain't no for your brother, on the life of my mother
I'mma get the fam right, nigga you damn

[Verse 2:
Yeah, I used to pop a lot of shit, now I it moderate
These niggas know I been iced out, 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 whoever ain't a snake a follower
Luckily, I can tell a
My man coming home, my other man getting
Soft niggas usually the hate through the bitches
Jealous Instagram niggas hating on pictures
We chasing, y'all niggas walking behind wishes
Without working for it, not often you find
niggas find coffins others just find ditches
Just ask 'bout the militia, they malicious
D-block, finish and cop more 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 niggas need a head shot, some need two
Play sweet in these and they'll leave you
You can't see the devil, he's see