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 your demons take you to hell, introduce them to

Some niggas go to college, some go to jail
Some make it heaven, some make it into hell
Nobody want to lose, nobody want to
want to die, nobody want to kill
The we do just to make it through
But nobody to lose, nobody want to fail
Nobody want to die, we're just live our life
[Verse 1: Meek
Look, I got homies in the ground, skeleton and
And niggas doing life, they ain't ever home
They said I wouldn't make it or never see the
And my baby mama hate me she said I did her wrong
I left to chase my dream, get it any means
I that I'll be back, she wasn't listening to me
That back and arguing was getting in between
I fuck them other niggas, I go get it with my team
If we all grind, we all shine, fuck a time
I used to the block early morning and dark time
Now it's G5 flights, a depart time
It was hard times, now it's our time
Just take a look at my life, rapping me back to life
I was in them streets, my heart was cold as a pack of ice
Every night we strapping like we was in to fight
Cause niggas getting murdered for a block that do a a night
Woah, I got to make it to my son
On them papers a firm hold on his gun
Before I snitch they burn a hole in my tongue
Give me a hundred 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
no life for your brother, on the life of my mother
I'mma get the fam right, you damn right

[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 usually a follower
Luckily, I can a difference
My man coming home, my other man sentenced
niggas usually send the hate through the bitches
Jealous niggas hating on your pictures
We dream chasing, niggas walking behind wishes
Without working for it, not you find riches
Some niggas find coffins others just ditches
ask around 'bout the militia, they malicious
D-block, finish that and cop dope
I'm two-stroke, you
If you got cigars we can all smoke
nothing all good when you all broke
So we could never be
Never the hand that'll feed you
Never fear a man if he too
niggas need a head shot, some niggas need two
Play in these streets and they'll leave you
You can't see the devil, see through