[Hook]I gotta make it to heaven, cause im goin' through hellGotta make it to heaven, gotta make it to heavenI gotta make it to heaven, cause im goin' through hellGotta make it to heaven I hope I make it to heaven[50 Cent]Some say I'm paranoid I say I'm careful how I choose my friendsBeen to ICU once I ain't going againFirst Zee got murked, then Raw got murkedAn homies still in the hood, why he ain't getting hurtI smell somethin' fishy man it might be a ratDamn niggaz switchin sides on niggaz just like thatU know me, I stay wit a bitch on her kneesAn get guns away in the hood like government cheeseSpray on Suzuki's eleven hundred cc'sMore plate on the back, straight squeezing a MakIn the hood they identify niggaz by they carsSo I switch up whips to stay off the radarI ain't gotta be around to make shit hotI send Yayo to dump 30 shots on ya blockSo spray dat Tec nigga if I say get it doneAn make it wet niggaz if you round me son[Hook]I gotta make it to heaven, cause im' goin' through hellGotta make it to heaven, gotta make it to heavenI gotta make it to heaven, cause im goin' through hellI gotta make it to heaven I hope I make it to heavenI gotta make it to heaven, cause im goin through hellGotta make it to heaven, gotta make it to heavenI gotta make it to heaven, cause goin' through hellI gotta make it to heaven I hope I make it to heaven[50 Cent]When I come through the hood, I don't stop the rapping niggazGet close enough to smack, get it clappin niggaPac tried to front so I waved the chrome on his assPoint blank range I span put a bone on his assTwo weeks later niggaz came through with Maks to lay me downThey sprayed I played dead and got the fuck off the groundOut the blue I get a phone call ?50 waddup?U send a bitch at me I send the bitch back cut upI don't play that pussy shit, I done told you boyFront on me, you gon meet one of my soldiers boyCause Entwain shot up his mamma crib an now he in JailTrippin on Fliks an bogger trail, pussy in black tailPack mamma moved, but she don't talk to him no moreThe shells from twains 4-4, blew the hinge off her do'Without that Tec every month how she gon pay for the cribMan social service finis' come an take dem kids[Hook]I gotta make it to heaven, cause im goin' through hellGotta make it to heaven, gotta make it to heavenI gotta make it to heaven, for I make it to heavenI gotta make it to heaven, for going through hellGotta make it to heaven, gotta make it to heavenI gotta make it to heaven, cause im goin' through hellI gotta make it to heaven I hope I make it to heaven[50 Cent]Lord, grant me the serenity to accept the things I can I change the couragethe change the things I can, but wisdom know the differenceBut A, Ade did a make you say dat I say datThas the grade A burnin ya head when you a case actMan I might talk to you while we up in the BenzBut when we come home, dat don't mean we gon fuckin' be friendsShells smash ya head close enough to hear 'em whistlingThank god they missed you, an go grab ya pistolIn the hood niggaz runnin round actin crazyBuyin little air Jordan's for maybe babiesSee it might be his, an it might be yoursCause them broads in the projects is straight up whoresMan it don't take much for you to get in them drawsYou ain't can have 'em on they back or on all foursYou got to tell me, you feelin this shitBecause I hear what I'm sayin I know I'm killin this shit[Hook]I gotta make it to heaven, cause im goin' through hellGotta make it to heaven, gotta make it to heavenI gotta make it to heaven, cause im goin' through hellI gotta make it to heaven I hope I make it to heavenI gotta make it to heaven, cause im goin' through hellGotta make it to heaven, gotta make it to heavenI gotta make it to heaven, cause im goin' through hellI gotta make it to heaven I hope I make it to heaven
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[Hook]
I gotta make it to heaven, cause im goin' through hell
Gotta make it to heaven, gotta make it to heaven
I gotta make it to heaven, cause im goin' through hell
Gotta make it to heaven I hope I make it to heaven
[50 Cent]
Some say I'm paranoid I say I'm careful how I choose my friends
Been to ICU once I ain't going again
First Zee got murked, then Raw got murked
An homies still in the hood, why he ain't getting hurt
I smell somethin' fishy man it might be a rat
Damn niggaz switchin sides on niggaz just like that
U know me, I stay wit a bitch on her knees
An get guns away in the hood like government cheese
Spray on Suzuki's eleven hundred cc's
More plate on the back, straight squeezing a Mak
In the hood they identify niggaz by they cars
So I switch up whips to stay off the radar
I ain't gotta be around to make shit hot
I send Yayo to dump 30 shots on ya block
So spray dat Tec nigga if I say get it done
An make it wet niggaz if you round me son
[Hook]
I gotta make it to heaven, cause im' goin' through hell
Gotta make it to heaven, gotta make it to heaven
I gotta make it to heaven, cause im goin' through hell
I gotta make it to heaven I hope I make it to heaven
I gotta make it to heaven, cause im goin through hell
Gotta make it to heaven, gotta make it to heaven
I gotta make it to heaven, cause goin' through hell
I gotta make it to heaven I hope I make it to heaven
[50 Cent]
When I come through the hood, I don't stop the rapping niggaz
Get close enough to smack, get it clappin nigga
Pac tried to front so I waved the chrome on his ass
Point blank range I span put a bone on his ass
Two weeks later niggaz came through with Maks to lay me down
They sprayed I played dead and got the fuck off the ground
Out the blue I get a phone call ?50 waddup?
U send a bitch at me I send the bitch back cut up
I don't play that pussy shit, I done told you boy
Front on me, you gon meet one of my soldiers boy
Cause Entwain shot up his mamma crib an now he in Jail
Trippin on Fliks an bogger trail, pussy in black tail
Pack mamma moved, but she don't talk to him no more
The shells from twains 4-4, blew the hinge off her do'
Without that Tec every month how she gon pay for the crib
Man social service finis' come an take dem kids
[Hook]
I gotta make it to heaven, cause im goin' through hell
Gotta make it to heaven, gotta make it to heaven
I gotta make it to heaven, for I make it to heaven
I gotta make it to heaven, for going through hell
Gotta make it to heaven, gotta make it to heaven
I gotta make it to heaven, cause im goin' through hell
I gotta make it to heaven I hope I make it to heaven
[50 Cent]
Lord, grant me the serenity to accept the things I can I change the courage
the change the things I can, but wisdom know the difference
But A, Ade did a make you say dat I say dat
Thas the grade A burnin ya head when you a case act
Man I might talk to you while we up in the Benz
But when we come home, dat don't mean we gon fuckin' be friends
Shells smash ya head close enough to hear 'em whistling
Thank god they missed you, an go grab ya pistol
In the hood niggaz runnin round actin crazy
Buyin little air Jordan's for maybe babies
See it might be his, an it might be yours
Cause them broads in the projects is straight up whores
Man it don't take much for you to get in them draws
You ain't can have 'em on they back or on all fours
You got to tell me, you feelin this shit
Because I hear what I'm sayin I know I'm killin this shit
[Hook]
I gotta make it to heaven, cause im goin' through hell
Gotta make it to heaven, gotta make it to heaven
I gotta make it to heaven, cause im goin' through hell
I gotta make it to heaven I hope I make it to heaven
I gotta make it to heaven, cause im goin' through hell
Gotta make it to heaven, gotta make it to heaven
I gotta make it to heaven, cause im goin' through hell
I gotta make it to heaven I hope I make it to heaven
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