Luyện nghe bài hát 50-50 Chance

50-50 chance, chance...
When I got a it's a 50-50 chance...

Straight
to survive in the streets of my town
But everyday another brotha bucked down
So I keep a gat to my back
You lack, you loose your life, fool, and like that
See, I was born in slums so I know to expect
And killin' a fool on a block you much respect
And ain't nobody cross a playa in the game
Put a cap in ass and add stripes to my street fame
This is the way we thought and think everyday
I keep my vest on ain't no tellin' when I get blown away
I see fear in my mother's and I know if I die
I'm gonna hurt my soul
And she's all a player got but she's gotta understand
I got love for my block, see, my choice, I'm an own man
But to survive in these of Oakland
a chance...

50-50 chance, chance...
When I got a nine it's a chance...

See, brief me: in god I
But in to stay alive, my nine I have to bust
See, I chose this way of life, I really tripped
What was wrong and what was right, I had a family at
I can't get paid at D's so I gots to get my grind on
See, life bad, if I can do then I did it
And I make sure my family had, I was the
my duty, my job
So on the back of my sweater read Mob
I had to hustle and grind, strapped with 9-milly
Ain't no shame and neither the players me
Late I bought a 400 sack
I got my partner in the cut strapped watchin' my
Killin' ain't nothin' more a ???
I keep a strap, mothafuckas, cause these fools are to
Didn't see a in the cut and furious shots
Two of my partners dropped, now I'm for my Glock
I'm around squeezin my trigga
Is this the method of a surviver or the of a straight killa
get me if I don't get him first
So I gotta let the nine it, put his ass in a hearse
is the way of life, the ghetto dance
When I got a nine, it's a chance...

chance, 50-50 chance...
When I got a nine a 50-50 chance...

Two of my partners over gang-related funk
So I'm ridin' around town a semi-automatic pump
My boy Pam got my
See I to be a coward, I can't go out like that
So much pain a lost of a loved one
But if you give a bullet, ya gotta be down to one
it's a motha...
That's the way we think, nigga, down here in the
So I'm to catch him sleepin'
And he to fleein'
Hittin' fences the Angel of Death
Pam broke right and I broke
We got him with it, now he's for his life
The Angel of is in your faith
Boom! You your life
I pulled the trigga he killed two of my friends
His mother's gonna cry cause he won't get chance...

50-50 chance, chance...
When I got a it's a 50-50 chance...