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 live somebody on their greatest
Don't let demons take you to hell, introduce them to heaven

Some go to college, some niggas go to jail
Some 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 want to lose, nobody want 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, they ain't ever home
said I wouldn't make it or never see the throne
And my mama hate me cause she said I did her wrong
Cause I to chase my dream, get it any means
I said that I'll be back, she listening to me
That back and forth was getting in between
I said them other niggas, I go get it with my team
If we all grind, we all shine, a part time
I to play the block early morning and dark time
Now it's G5 flights, fuck a time
It was hard times, nigga now our time
Just take a look at my life, rapping brought me back to
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 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 hold on his gun
Before I snitch they gotta burn a hole in my
Give me a years in a hole on the sun
In boiling water, in the world of no
In the hood ain't no loyalty, no world for your daughter
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 used to pop a lot of shit, now I keep it
These niggas know I been out, hopping out of shit
now I'm praying for my son to get this scholarship
A nice university, one of these black
Far as the go, I acknowledge it
But whoever ain't a usually a follower
Luckily, I can a difference
My man coming home, my other man getting
Soft niggas usually send the through the bitches
Jealous Instagram niggas hating on pictures
We dream chasing, niggas walking behind wishes
working for it, not often you find riches
Some niggas find coffins others find ditches
ask around 'bout the militia, they malicious
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
bite the hand that'll feed you
Never a man if he bleed too
Some niggas need a head shot, some niggas two
Play sweet in streets and they'll leave you
You can't see the devil, see through