Luyện nghe bài hát 2nd Chance

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

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

He ain't wanna hurt nobody, he was tryna eat
He had a real job, went to work four days a
this his last trip and he was gettin' out the streets
He a good nigga, second all he needs

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 gone, probably gon' die in the pen
They gave up on and put it in God's hands
I thought this was America, what happened to a 2nd

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

Shoe gotta be on the 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 already lost, we in the pen
This shit crazy 'cause God, he sin
But when it come to the system shit don't bend
I guess it do, dependin' on the of yo' skin

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

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

But is really fair, what if they all was dirty
You mess up one time, and they come with thirty
But if you ain't got money, your whole family
Then you ain't got a choice, you 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, because it sturdy
to America, home of the controversy

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