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

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

He to hustle on the street corners
His mom would always beg him to quit, but he wanna
As he got older, he got even
a real nigga showed him the purpose of a hearse

A cold night in his hood, he had a
The brother he was squabblin' with, had his ankle
Laid him out in the
Some knew he wouldn't survive, but hey

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

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

How the family explain it?
"My daughter had a baby for a head"
He ain't to see her walk
Dry her eyes when she cries, her up when she falls

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

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

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

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

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

He just there in silence
And all I was the siren
Paramedics 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 patched him up within a week, he was at it again

Went to his on the North side
Grab shit, it's a hit, we're gonna take a long ride
Packed it up in the
AK-47, and a pump

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

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

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

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

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

He tried to sneak the back way
thought of bein' taken out on that day
Black boy, black
Stood around the corner as he passed his throat

He fall so he fired
One to the of his skull, he's expired
A army came out
Twenty-seven niggaz all strapped out of one

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