Luyện nghe bài hát A 2nd Chance

How many of my TRU niggas actually get a chance at life,
at dreams? not many, huh

Started off as a thug, just hangin' and thuggin'
'89 went to for druggin' and muggin'
plea's ain't no fuckin' way for me
porbation for 10 years mean you're free
I know my TRU niggas know how I feel
this shit's I wish my brother wouldn't of got killed
for me to realize the is wicked
shit can't even trust the niggas that I used to with
huh, but I remember what my told me
I know a real by the way she hold me
I love my TRU like I love money
if you fuck with no limit you never find funny
and I take it to the grave me
if you shoot bitch you better make sure you hit me
'cause I'm for choppin' keys on my mom's table
I split a hundred G's with my niggas and Abel
fast money bitches is what I live for
until I a fuckin' bullet in the back, bra
they thought I was dead but I'm in it
I'm back to life on top ain't no limit

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

P]

Tattoo hennessy and
grew up in the project killers and G's
the Last Don is known for slangin' and
thug niggas 3rd Cali know where we hangin'
ghetto's soliders mercenary we
this game is life or death and its your or mine
we play no games boy just tryin' get paid
hope I get rich before dig my grave
so penetentary chances feds and demons
so many homies in the ghetto with their in strim
in god we trust ain't no man gone me
my friend be my lady 'cause these fools are fonies
take I been beyond and back
I live my life through the lord, my homey, the greed and the
I (Ughhhhhhh)

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

the Shocker]

you couldn't me nutin'
a little ghetto runnin' wild
tears trough years made it hard to smile
imagine homies dieing while you're right there
my reality's your nightmare
and now I'm trapped in the fuckin' world of sin
or be killed hit down by the hands of his best friend
you gotta know if you wanna live rules to this shit
you break 'em if you wanna be rich
and when my homey died and didn't come
I it was on nigga stressed god blessed
got his on a tombstone
some of my prayers go out to my that walked that path
I spray paint your name on the wall and I sit and laugh
you make decisions make 'em all with precision
try to make moves and avoid
I remember the first I laughed at the penetentary steel
the told me spread lift the car I knew it was real
now I was just out there gain some strength
birds came to me one night told me Silkk you gotta your life
but it was all or nothin' could settle for second
gotta make the whole feel my presence (Ughhhhh)
i told my don't cry if I close my eyes,
(but Silkk the Shocker you too to die)

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