Luyện nghe bài hát A Minute to Pray and a Second to Die

Life on in the streets of my hood when you die
But some cry, and gets by, while others to wonder why
His was took at such an early age
A young nigga who lived in a rage died by the

He used to hustle on the corners
His mom would always beg him to quit, but he didn't
As he got older, he got worse
'Til a real nigga him the purpose of a hearse

A cold in his hood, he had a tangle
The he was squabblin' with, had broke his ankle
him out in the driveway
Some people knew he survive, but hey

I ain't the one to speak up on
All I can do is try to open his and help the brother
He the wrong way and that's the route he took
Born and brought up as an angel but he died as a

He had a that he couldn't raise
And she will never see her father again, 'cause in a grave
I always about [Incomprehensible]
"My was a dopeman, so I'ma be a dope dealer"

How will the family it?
"My had a baby for a 'caine head"
He ain't around to see her
Dry her eyes when she cries, pick her up she falls

Just the thought of a kid fly fucks me up
When his girl has to raise a child
It gets deeper, he used to punch her and her
She was loyal to his ass but as a cheater

She had a good deck but she picked the card
Had a kid, now she's realizin' is hard
A big time dealer's all she wanted
Who a Jag or a Benz so she could flaunt it

The situation's got me
But the answer remains to be a
He lived his in a lie
I you only get a minute to pray, and a second to die

It was crazy how it
Some rolled by in the Riviera cappin'
All I could see was a pistol spittin'
And the boy was just screamin' as he to the ground

A yelled, "Get an ambulance"
But I knew he was dead, he didn't stand a
You shoulda seen him, he was
A bullet goes to his chest, and one to his

He just laid in silence
And all I heard was the
pulled up
Followed by a law man and in a firetruck

Put his ass on the
But if he survives, I'm willin' to
be out for revenge
They him up within a week, he was back at it again

Went to his brother on the side
your shit, it's a hit, we're gonna take a long ride
Packed it up in the
AK-47, M-11 and a

Rolled by [Incomprehensible] on Street
was lettin' out
"Yo you ain't shoot yet?", Watch me
Opened his trunk and a shotgun, he shot him

Put his tooly on the front
Continued his mission, as he headed the street
The kids was just starin' at other
J.D. by and smoked black's brother

Reached in his and grabbed a 'port
speed down Reed, shot his mom on the porch
On his way down
His brother was just in a shock, "Why you do it?"

Why you shot his moms Jay?
Hah, man fuck bitch
to the store to use the pay phone
up Mack, "Aiyyo, J.D. homey"

Hung it up and down Dagger
Headin' for the he was after
By the time he at the scene
Malcolm was ready for

He tried to sneak around the way
Never thought of bein' taken out on day
boy, black coat
Stood around the corner as he passed his throat

He didn't so he fired
One to the middle of his skull, expired
A army came out
Twenty-seven niggaz all out of one house

That how it happens in the
One nigga died in the park in the
gets deeper but why?
I guess you only get a minute to pray, and a to die