Представляем точный текст композиции "A 2nd Chance" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста C-Murder . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «A 2nd Chance» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую C-Murder передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
C-Murder - "A 2nd Chance"
Lyrics to A 2nd Chance : (feat. Master P, Silkk The Shocker) [C-Murder] How many of my TRU niggas actually get a second chance at life, at their dreams' not many, huh Started off as a street thug, just hangin and thuggin 89 went to jail for druggin and muggin poppa please aint no fuckin way for me throw base for years dont mean youre free I know my TRU motherfuckin niggas know how I feel this shits real I wish my brother wouldnt of got killed for me to realize the game is wicked shit cant even trust the niggas that I used to hang with huh, but I remember what my brother told me I know a real bitch by the way she hold me I love my TRU niggas like I love money if you fuck with no limit you never find nothin funny and I take it to the grave with me if you shoot first bitch you better make sure you hit me cuz Im known for choppin keys on my moms table I split a hundred Gs with my niggas Kane and Abel fast money fast bitches is what I live for until I caught a fuckin bullet in the back, bra they thought I was dead but Im still in it Im back to life back on top aint no limit (Chorus) Back to life (from the cradle to the grave) Back to reality (some younsters on the streets tryin get paid) from the cradle to the grave theres some youngsters on the streets tryin get paid Back to life (from the cradle to the grave) Back to reality (some younsters on the streets tryin get paid) [Master P] Tattoo hennessy and weed grew up in the project with killers and Gs the Last Don is known for slangin and bangin thug niggas 3rd ward Cali know where we hangin ghettos soliders mercenary we rhyme this game is life or death and its your soul or mine we dont play no games boy just tryin get paid hope I get rich before they dig my grave so many penetentary chances feds and demons so many homies in the ghetto with their soul in strim thank god we trust aint no man gone harm me my best friend be my lady cuz these fools are fonies take heed I been beyond and back I live my life through the lord, my homey, the greed and the back I said: (Ughhhhhhh) (Chorus) Back to life (from the cradle to the grave) Back to reality (some younsters on the streets tryin get paid) from the cradle to the grave theres some youngsters on the streets tryin get paid [Silkk the Shocker] you couldnt tell me nutin a little ghetto child runnin wild shed tears trough years made it hard to smile imagine homies dieing while youre standin right there my realitys your worst nightmare and now Im trapped in the whole fuckin world of sin Kill or be killed hit down by the hands of his best friend you gotta know if you wanna live theres rules to this shit you cant break em if you wanna be rich and when my homey died and didnt come back I knew it was on nigga stressed god blessed got his name on a tombstone some of my friends go out before me and I walk that path I spray paint your name on the wall and I sit back and laugh you gotta make decisions make em all with precision try to make moves and avoid prison I remember the first time I laughed at the penetentary steel when the told me spread lift the car I knew it was real now I was just out there tryin gain some strength birds came to me one night told me Silkk you gotta change your life but it was all or nothin could never settle for second gotta make the whole world feel my presence (Ughhhhh) i told my homey dont cry if I close my eyes, (but Silkk the Shocker you too young to die) (Chorus) Back to life (from the cradle to the grave) Back to reality (some younsters on the streets tryin get paid) from the cradle to the grave theres some youngsters on the streets tryin get paid Back to life (from the cradle to the grave) Back to reality (some younsters on the streets tryin get paid) from the cradle to the grave theres some youngsters on the streets tryin get paid [ A 2nd Chance Lyrics ]
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