Luyện nghe bài hát 2nd Chance

I went to see my nigga, he doin'
One of the realist niggas, I done ever
Got wit' a bird, but his record was clean
back from Dade on a Gator wit' speed

He a real soldier but his was greed
Get out when he forty, in at twenty three
How seventeen worth one key
Some shit cost grand, he get you over ten piece

He ain't hurt nobody, he was just tryna eat
He had a real job, to work four days a week
Said his last trip and he was gettin' out the streets
He a good nigga, second chance all he

Some niggas make mistakes, all fucked up
Now they life gone, probably die in the pen
They done gave up on life and put it in God's
I thought this was America, what to a 2nd chance?

Some niggas mistakes, all fucked up circumstance
Now they life gone, probably die in the pen
They gave up on life and put it in hands
I thought was America, what happened to a 2nd chance?

Wish I had one chance, to the judge kids
And watch 'em beg for life like my niggas did
Give them a life sentence fo' some shit that big
'Fore they get granted appeal, they gotta do ten

Shoe gotta be on the other for you to understand
The shit in the world to be a black man
What my holds, wish I knew in advance
I approach everyday just hopin' I win

A lot us lost, we sittin' in the pen
This shit 'cause God, he forgive sin
But when it come to the system shit don't bend
I guess it do, dependin' on the color of yo'

Some make mistakes, all fucked up circumstance
Now life gone, probably gon' die in the pen
They done gave up on and put it in God's hands
I thought was America, what happened to a 2nd chance?

niggas make mistakes, all fucked up circumstance
Now they life gone, probably die in the pen
They up on life and put it in God's hands
I thought this was America, what happened to a 2nd

I thought it was understood, nobody was
So, how can one mistake yo' life worthless?
God made us all, put us here to a purpose
Your life in twelve stranger's hands to back with a verdict

But is that really fair, if they all was dirty
You mess up one time, and they come with thirty
But if you ain't got money, your whole hurtin'
Then you ain't got a choice, you gotta cop out

But if you was rich, you wouldn'ta got them
What if the judge racist, overturn it
The system fucked up, it ain't sturdy
Welcome to America, of the controversy

Some make mistakes, all fucked up circumstance
Now they life gone, gon' die in the pen
They done gave up on life and put it in hands
I this was America, what happened to a 2nd chance?

Some niggas make mistakes, all fucked up
Now life gone, probably gon' die in the pen
They up on life and put it in God's hands
I thought was America, what happened to a 2nd chance?