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, others choose to wonder why
His was took at such an early age
A young nigga who lived in a rage by the gage

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

A cold in his hood, he had a tangle
The brother he was squabblin' with, had broke his
him out in the driveway
Some knew he wouldn't 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 chose the wrong way and that's the he took
Born and brought up as an angel but he as a crook

He had a baby he couldn't raise
And she will never see her father again, 'cause in a grave
I always think about
"My daddy was a dopeman, so I'ma be a dealer"

How the family explain it?
"My daughter had a baby for a head"
He around to see her walk
Dry her eyes when she cries, her up when she falls

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

She had a good deck but she the wrong card
Had a kid, now she's life 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 to be a question
He his life 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 spittin' rounds
And the boy was just screamin' as he fell to the

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 laid there in
And all I heard was the
pulled up
Followed by a law man and in came a

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

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

Rolled by on Scott Street
School was out
"Yo you ain't gonna yet?", Watch me
Opened his trunk and a shotgun, he shot him

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

Reached in his coat and grabbed a
Full speed Reed, shot his mom on the porch
On his way Collard
His was just dazed 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 he was after
By the time he arrived at the
Malcolm was for anything

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

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

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