Luyện nghe bài hát 2nd Chance

I to see my nigga, he doin' seventeen
One of the realist niggas, I ever seen
Got caught wit' a bird, but his record was
back from Dade on a Gator wit' speed

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

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, chance all he needs

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

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

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

gotta be on the other foot for you to understand
The scariest shit in the to be a black man
my future holds, wish I knew in advance
I approach life just hopin' I win

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

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

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

I thought it was understood, was perfect
So, how can one mistake yo' life worthless?
God made us all, put us here to serve a
life in twelve stranger's hands to come back with a verdict

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

But if you was rich, you wouldn'ta got thirty
if the judge racist, nobody'd overturn it
The system fucked up, it ain't sturdy
to America, home of the controversy

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

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