Luyện nghe bài hát 50-50 Chance

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

Straight
to survive in the streets of my town
But everyday another brotha gets bucked
So I keep a gat to my back
You lack, you loose your life, fool, and it's like
See, I was in slums so I know what to expect
And killin' a fool on a block you much respect
And ain't nobody gonna cross a playa in the
Put a cap in your ass and add to my street fame
This is the way we thought and think everyday
I keep my vest on cause ain't no tellin' I get blown away
I see in my mother's eyes and I know if I die
I'm gonna my mother's soul
And she's all what a player got but she's 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 a 50-50 chance...

See, me: in god I trust
But in order to stay alive, my nine I have to
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 wasn't bad, if I can do I did it
And I sure my family had, I was the oldest
my duty, my job
So on the of my sweater read 69th Mob
I had to and grind, stay strapped with 9-milly
Ain't no and neither the players feel me
Late night I bought a 400
I got my in the cut strapped watchin' my back
ain't nothin' more than a ???
I keep a strap, mothafuckas, cause these are to blast
Didn't see a in the cut and furious shots
Two of my dropped, now I'm reachin' for my Glock
I'm around squeezin my trigga
Is this the method of a surviver or the method of a straight
get me if I don't get him first
So I gotta let the nine bust it, put his ass in a
This is the way of life, the ghetto
When I got a nine, a 50-50 chance...

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

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

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