Gotta Make it to Heaven

Gotta Make it to Heaven
(Hook)
I gotta make it to heaven, f*** going through hell
Gotta make it to heaven, gotta make it to heaven
I gotta make it to heaven, f*** going 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 ni*** if I say get it done
An make it wet niggaz if you round me son
(Hook)
I gotta make it to heaven, f*** going through hell
Gotta make it to heaven, gotta make it to heaven
I gotta make it to heaven, f*** going through hell
I gotta make it to heaven I hope I make it to heaven

I gotta make it to heaven, f*** goin through hell
Gotta make it to heaven, gotta make it to heaven
I gotta make it to heaven, f*** going 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 ni***
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
Then sprayed I played Dami me get the f*** 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 pu*** 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