Luyện nghe bài hát A 2nd Chance

How many of my TRU niggas actually get a second at life,
at dreams? not many, huh

off as a street thug, just hangin' and thuggin'
'89 went to for druggin' and muggin'
plea's ain't no fuckin' way for me
porbation for 10 years don't mean free
I my TRU motherfuckin' niggas know how I feel
this shit's real I my brother wouldn't of got killed
for me to the game is wicked
can't even trust the niggas that I used to hang with
huh, but I what my brother told me
I know a real bitch by the way she me
I love my TRU niggas I love money
if you fuck no limit you never find nothin' funny
and I it to the grave with me
if you shoot first bitch you better make you hit me
'cause I'm known for keys on my mom's table
I split a hundred G's with my Kane and Abel
fast money fast bitches is I live for
until I a fuckin' bullet in the back, bra
they thought I was dead but I'm in it
I'm back to back on top ain't no limit

(Chorus)
Back to life (from the to the grave)
Back to reality (some youngsters on the tryin' get paid)
from the cradle to the
some youngsters on the streets tryin' get paid
Back to life (from the to the grave)
Back to reality (some youngsters on the tryin' get paid)

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Tattoo hennessy and
up in the project with killers and G's
the Last Don is known for and bangin'
thug 3rd ward Cali know where we hangin'
soliders mercenary we rhyme
this game is life or and its your soul or mine
we don't no games boy just tryin' get paid
I get rich before they dig my grave
so many penetentary chances and demons
so many homies in the ghetto with soul in strim
in god we trust ain't no man gone me
my best friend be my lady 'cause these fools are
take heed I been beyond and
I live my life through the lord, my homey, the and the back
I (Ughhhhhhh)

(Chorus)
Back to life (from the to the grave)
to reality (some youngsters on the streets tryin' get paid)
from the cradle to the
some youngsters on the streets tryin' get paid

[Silkk the

you tell me nutin'
a little child runnin' wild
shed tears trough made it hard to smile
imagine homies dieing while you're standin' there
my reality's worst nightmare
and now I'm in the whole fuckin' world of sin
Kill or be killed hit down by the hands of his friend
you gotta know if you wanna live there's to this shit
you can't break 'em if you be rich
and when my homey died and didn't back
I it was on nigga stressed god blessed
got his on a tombstone
some of my go out to my homies that walked that path
I spray paint your name on the wall and I sit and laugh
you gotta decisions make 'em all with precision
try to make and avoid prison
I remember the first time I at the penetentary steel
when the told me spread lift the car I knew it was
now I was out there tryin' gain some strength
birds came to me one night me Silkk you gotta change your life
but it was all or nothin' never settle for second
gotta make the whole feel my presence (Ughhhhh)
i told my homey don't cry if I my eyes,
(but Silkk the Shocker you too to die)

(Chorus)
to life (from the cradle to the grave)
Back to (some younsters on the streets tryin' get paid)
from the to the grave
some youngsters on the streets tryin' get paid
Back to life (from the to the grave)
Back to reality (just some on the streets tryin' get paid)
from the to the grave
just youngsters on the streets tryin' get paid