Luyện nghe bài hát 2nd Chance

I went to see my nigga, he seventeen
One of the niggas, I done ever seen
Got wit' a bird, but his record was clean
Comin' back Dade on a Gator wit' speed

He a soldier but his partner was greed
Get out when he forty, went in at twenty
How years worth one key
shit cost twenty grand, he get you over ten piece

He ain't wanna nobody, he was just tryna eat
He had a job, went to work four days a week
Said this his last trip and he was gettin' out the
He a nigga, second chance all he needs

Some make mistakes, all fucked up circumstance
Now they life gone, probably die in the pen
They done gave up on life and put it in hands
I thought this was America, what to a 2nd chance?

Some make mistakes, all fucked up circumstance
Now they gone, probably gon' die in the pen
They up on life and put it in God's hands
I thought this was America, happened to a 2nd chance?

Wish I had one chance, to sentence the judge
And watch 'em beg for they like my niggas did
Give them a life sentence fo' shit that wasn't big
'Fore they get granted they appeal, they do ten

Shoe gotta be on the foot for you to understand
The shit in the world to be a black man
What my future holds, wish I knew in
I approach life everyday hopin' I win

A lot us already lost, we in the pen
This shit crazy God, he forgive sin
But it come to the system that shit don't bend
I it do, dependin' on the color of yo' skin

niggas make mistakes, all fucked up circumstance
Now they life gone, probably die in the pen
They done gave up on and put it in God's hands
I thought this was America, what happened to a 2nd

Some niggas make mistakes, all up circumstance
Now they life gone, probably die in the pen
They up on life and put it in God's hands
I this was America, what happened to a 2nd chance?

I it was understood, nobody was perfect
So, how can one mistake make yo' life
God made us all, put us here to serve a
Your life in twelve stranger's to come back with a verdict

But is that really fair, what if they all was
You mess up one time, and they come back thirty
But if you ain't got money, your whole hurtin'
Then you ain't got a choice, you cop out early

But if you was rich, you got them thirty
What if the judge racist, overturn it
The system fucked up, because it sturdy
Welcome to America, home of the

Some make mistakes, all fucked up circumstance
Now they life gone, probably die in the pen
They done up on life and put it in God's hands
I thought this was America, what to a 2nd chance?

Some make mistakes, all fucked up circumstance
Now they life gone, gon' die in the pen
gave up on life and put it in God's hands
I thought was America, what happened to a 2nd chance?