Luyện nghe bài hát A 2nd Chance

How of my TRU niggas actually get a second chance at life,
at their not many, huh

off as a street thug, just hangin' and thuggin'
'89 went to jail for druggin' and
poppin plea's ain't no way for me
porbation for 10 years don't mean free
I know my TRU motherfuckin' niggas how I feel
this shit's real I wish my brother of got killed
for me to the game is wicked
shit can't even trust the niggas I used to hang with
huh, but I remember what my brother me
I know a real by the way she hold me
I my TRU niggas like I love money
if you fuck with no limit you never find nothin'
and I take it to the with me
if you shoot first you better make sure you hit me
'cause I'm known for choppin' on my mom's table
I split a hundred G's with my Kane and Abel
fast money fast bitches is what I for
I caught 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 (from the cradle to the grave)
to reality (some youngsters on the streets tryin' get paid)
from the cradle to the
just some youngsters on the tryin' get paid
Back to life (from the to the grave)
Back to reality (some youngsters on the streets get paid)

P]

Tattoo and weed
grew up in the with killers and G's
the Last Don is for slangin' and bangin'
niggas 3rd ward Cali know where we hangin'
ghetto's soliders mercenary we
this is life or death and its your soul or mine
we don't no games boy just tryin' get paid
hope I get rich before dig my grave
so many penetentary chances feds and
so many homies in the ghetto with soul in strim
in god we trust no man gone harm me
my best friend be my lady these fools are fonies
take heed I been and back
I my life through the lord, my homey, the greed and the back
I (Ughhhhhhh)

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

the Shocker]

you tell me nutin'
a little child runnin' wild
shed tears trough years made it to smile
imagine homies dieing you're standin' right there
my reality's your nightmare
and now I'm trapped in the 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 rules to shit
you can't break 'em if you be rich
and when my died and didn't come back
I knew it was on nigga god blessed
got his name on a
some of my go out to my homies that walked that path
I spray paint your name on the wall and I sit back and
you gotta make decisions make 'em all with
try to make and avoid prison
I the first time I laughed at the penetentary steel
the told me spread lift the car I knew it was real
now I was just out tryin' gain some strength
birds came to me one night told me Silkk you gotta change your
but it was all or nothin' could settle for second
gotta 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)
to reality (some younsters on the streets tryin' get paid)
from the to the grave
just some youngsters on the streets tryin' get
Back to life (from the to the grave)
Back to reality (just some younsters on the tryin' get paid)
the cradle to the grave
just youngsters on the streets tryin' get paid