Luyện nghe bài hát 2nd Chance

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

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

He wanna hurt nobody, he was just tryna eat
He had a real job, to work four days a week
Said this his trip and he was gettin' out the streets
He a nigga, second chance all he needs

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

Some niggas make mistakes, all fucked up
Now they gone, probably 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?

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

Shoe be on the other foot for you to understand
The scariest in the world 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 shit crazy God, he forgive sin
But when it to the system that shit don't bend
I it do, dependin' on the color of yo' skin

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

Some niggas 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 to a 2nd chance?

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

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

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

Some 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 this was America, what to a 2nd chance?

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