Luyện nghe bài hát 2nd Chance

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

He a soldier but his partner was greed
Get out he forty, went in at twenty three
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 real job, went to work four days a
Said this his last trip and he was out the streets
He a good nigga, second chance all he

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

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

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

Shoe be on the other foot for you to understand
The scariest in the world to be a black man
What my future holds, wish I in advance
I life everyday just hopin' I win

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

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

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 thought it was understood, nobody was
So, how can one mistake make yo' worthless?
God made us all, put us to serve a purpose
Your life in stranger's hands to come back with a verdict

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

But if you was rich, you got them thirty
if the judge racist, nobody'd overturn it
The system fucked up, because it ain't
Welcome to America, home of the

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

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