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Gotta Make It To Heaven Lyrics - Get Rich Or Die Trying - 50 Cent

(Hook) 

I gotta makeit to heaven, for going through hell 

Gotta make it to heaven, gotta make it to heaven 

I gotta make it to heaven, for 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 Roy 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 give 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 

Cause he'll spray dat Tec nigga if I say get it done 

An make it wet niggaz if you round me son 

 

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(Hook) 

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, for going through hell 

I gotta make it to heaven I hope I make it to heaven 

 

I gotta make it to heaven, for goin through hell 

Gotta make it to heaven, gotta make it to heaven 

I gotta make it to heaven, for 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 to rap to niggaz 

Get close enough to smack, get it clappin nigga 

Pop tried to front so I waved the chrome at his ass 

Point blank range I spazzed blew a bone out 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 to 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 

Cousin twig shot up his mamma crib, now he in Jail 

Trippin off Fliks of blue cantrell, pussy and black tail 

Pop mamma moved, but she don't talk to him no more 

The shells from twig 4-4, blew the hinge off her do' 

Without that check every month how she gon pay for the crib 

Man social service finis' come an take dem kids 

 

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(Hook) 

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, for going through hell 

I gotta make it to heaven I hope 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, for goin through hell 

I gotta make it to heaven I hope I make it to heaven 

 

(50 Cent) 

God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change the courage 

the change the things I can, and wisdom to know the difference 

The A80'll make you say that 

Thats the prayer they burn in ya head when you in K-SAC 

Man I might talk to you while we up in the pens 

But when we come home, dat don't mean we gon fuckin be friends 

Shells pass 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, for goin through hell 

Gotta make it to heaven, gotta make it to heaven 

I gotta make it to heaven, for goin through hell 

I gotta make it to heaven I hope 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, for going through hell 

I gotta make it to heaven I hope I make it to heaven 

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