Luyện nghe bài hát A 2nd Chance

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

off as a street thug, just hangin' and thuggin'
'89 to jail for druggin' and muggin'
plea's ain't no fuckin' way for me
porbation for 10 don't mean you're free
I my TRU motherfuckin' niggas know how I feel
this real I wish my brother wouldn't of got killed
for me to the game is wicked
shit can't even the niggas that I used to hang with
huh, but I remember my brother told me
I know a real by the way she hold me
I love my TRU niggas like I money
if you fuck with no limit you find nothin' funny
and I take it to the with me
if you first bitch you better make sure you hit me
'cause I'm known for choppin' keys on my mom's
I split a hundred G's with my Kane and Abel
fast money fast bitches is what I for
until I caught a fuckin' in the back, bra
thought I was dead but I'm still in it
I'm back to life back on top no limit

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

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Tattoo and weed
grew up in the with killers and G's
the Last Don is for slangin' and bangin'
thug niggas 3rd ward Cali know where we
ghetto's soliders mercenary we
this is life or death and its your soul or mine
we don't play no boy just tryin' get paid
hope I get rich they dig my grave
so penetentary chances feds and demons
so many homies in the ghetto with soul in strim
in god we ain't no man gone harm me
my best be my lady 'cause these fools are fonies
heed I been beyond and back
I live my through the lord, my homey, the greed 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
just youngsters on the streets tryin' get paid

[Silkk the

you tell me nutin'
a ghetto child runnin' wild
shed tears trough years it hard to smile
homies dieing while you're standin' right there
my your worst nightmare
and now I'm trapped in the whole world of sin
Kill or be killed hit by the hands of his best friend
you gotta know if you wanna there's rules to this shit
you can't 'em if you wanna be rich
and when my homey died and didn't come
I knew it was on nigga god blessed
got his on a tombstone
some of my go out to my homies that walked that path
I spray your name on the wall and I sit back and laugh
you gotta make decisions 'em all with precision
try to make and avoid prison
I remember the first time I laughed at the steel
when the told me spread the car I knew it was real
now I was out there tryin' gain some strength
birds came to me one told me Silkk you gotta change your life
but it was all or nothin' could settle for second
make the whole world feel my presence (Ughhhhh)
i told my don't cry if I close my eyes,
(but the Shocker you too young to die)

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