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

Some niggas go to college, some go to jail
Some make it heaven, some make it into hell
Nobody want to lose, nobody to fail
want to die, nobody want to kill
The things we do to make it through
But nobody want to lose, nobody to fail
Nobody want to die, just tryna live our life
[Verse 1: Meek
Look, I got homies in the ground, skeleton and
And niggas doing life, they ever coming home
They said I wouldn't make it or never see the
And my baby mama me cause she said I did her wrong
I left to chase my dream, get it any means
I said that I'll be back, she wasn't to me
That back and forth arguing was in between
I fuck them other niggas, I go get it with my team
If we all grind, we all shine, a part time
I used to 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 at my life, rapping 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 Iraq to
Cause niggas murdered for a block that do a stack a night
Woah, I got to make it to my son
On them papers with a firm on his gun
I snitch they gotta burn a hole in my tongue
Give me a hundred years in a on the sun
In boiling water, in the world of no
In the ain't no loyalty, ain't no world for your daughter
Ain't no for your brother, on the life of my mother
get the fam right, nigga you damn right

[Verse 2:
Yeah, I to pop a lot of shit, now I keep it moderate
niggas know I been iced out, hopping out of shit
Right now I'm praying for my son to get this
A university, one of these black colleges
Far as the go, I acknowledge it
But whoever a snake usually a follower
Luckily, I can a difference
My man coming home, my other man sentenced
Soft niggas usually send the hate through the
Jealous Instagram niggas on your pictures
We dream chasing, y'all niggas 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 that and cop dope
I'm two-stroke, you
If you got cigars we can all smoke
Ain't all good when you all broke
So we never be equal
Never bite the hand feed you
Never 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