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 like somebody 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 it into heaven, some make it into hell
Nobody want to lose, want to fail
Nobody want to die, nobody want to
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, and bones
And doing life, they ain't ever coming home
They said I make it or never see the throne
And my mama hate me cause she said I did her wrong
Cause I left to my dream, get it any means
I said I'll be back, she wasn't listening to me
back 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 time
I to play the block early morning and dark time
Now it's G5 flights, fuck a depart
It was times, nigga now it's our time
Just take a look at my life, brought me back to life
I was in them streets, my heart was cold as a pack of ice
Every night we strapping we was in Iraq to fight
Cause niggas getting for a block that do a stack a night
Woah, I got to make it to my son
On them papers with a hold on his gun
Before I snitch they gotta burn a hole in my
me a hundred years in a hole on the sun
In boiling water, in the world of no
In the hood ain't no loyalty, ain't no for your daughter
Ain't no life for your brother, on the of my mother
get the fam right, nigga 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 praying for my son to get scholarship
A nice university, one of black colleges
Far as the hood go, I it
But whoever a snake usually a follower
Luckily, I can a difference
My man home, my other man getting sentenced
Soft niggas usually the hate through the bitches
Jealous Instagram niggas on your pictures
We dream chasing, y'all niggas walking behind
working for it, not often you find riches
Some niggas find coffins others just ditches
Just ask around 'bout the militia, they
D-block, finish and cop more dope
I'm two-stroke, you
If you got enough cigars we can all
Ain't nothing all good when you all
So we could never be
Never bite the that'll feed you
fear a man if he bleed too
Some niggas a head shot, some niggas need two
Play sweet in these streets and leave you
You see the devil, he's see through