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
let your demons take you to hell, introduce them to heaven

Some go to college, some niggas 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 just to make it
But nobody want to lose, want to fail
Nobody want to die, we're tryna live our life
[Verse 1: Meek
Look, I got in the ground, skeleton and bones
And niggas 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
I left to chase my dream, get it any means
I said that I'll be back, she listening to me
That and forth 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 play the block early and dark time
Now it's G5 flights, a depart time
It was hard times, nigga now it's our
take a look at my life, rapping brought me back to life
Cause I was in them streets, my 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 it home to my son
On them with a firm hold on his gun
I snitch they gotta burn a hole in my tongue
Give me a years in a hole 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 life for 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 keep it
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 ain't a snake a follower
Luckily, I can tell a
My man coming home, my other man sentenced
Soft niggas send the hate through the bitches
Jealous Instagram niggas hating on your
We dream chasing, niggas walking behind wishes
Without working for it, not often you find
Some niggas find others just find ditches
Just ask around 'bout the militia, they
D-block, finish that and cop more
I'm two-stroke, you
If you got cigars we can all smoke
Ain't nothing all when you all broke
So we could be equal
Never the hand that'll feed you
Never a man if he bleed too
Some niggas need a head shot, niggas need two
Play sweet in these and they'll leave you
You can't see the devil, see through