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