Luyện nghe bài hát Cradle To The Grave

From the to the grave
Life ain't been easy living in the ghetto
From the to the grave
ain't never been easy

June 16, 1971, gave birth
To a raisin' heavenly son
See the doctor tried to me
But I him back

My first words
"Thug for life" and "Papa the Mac"
I'm bustin' on mothafuckas ballin'
Listen you can hear my mini 14

From out the of my drop top
I got my glock
at niggas when will it stop?
Now tell me are you scared of the

Can't close my I see visions
And even with this thug livin', will I escape ?
Penitentiary chances was an all day
The only way to advance and if you

Better have your Nikes on 'cause we fight
It's in the middle of the night with no on
Hey, there must be a God I feel lucky
out my mind, this mothafucka's tryin' to rush me

Am I goin' to Look at me bailin'
Commin' out the house all about my mail and bank
Never die, be a mothafuckas and makin' thugs out you suckas
From the cradle to the

the cradle to the grave
Life ain't never easy, living in the ghetto

From the to the grave, since a little bitty child
I've been known to get ill and buck wild
Pop, pop, just like the part that's in my walk street talk
Go runnin' up the in the dark with less spark

Surveillance on a nigga day
Waitin' on my daddy just to his ass away
Now always workin', tryin' to make ends meet
So now a young niggas bein' raised by the

And then the only other one ever showed me love
Was my dope fiend uncle out on drugs
A straight thug, me, my mama out here on our own
So I got two gatts, one black and one of

Now I don't hurt nobody but I must defend mine
It's all the fuck I got, so and walk a thin line
Young be brave and keep on thuggin'
From the cradle to the grave, the cradle to the grave

the cradle to the grave
Life ain't never been easy, living in the

From the cradle to the grave, I'm to say
I made it this far, many G's hard
They know that got was their name up on a wall
It's sad thinkin' the times

Life goes on, I'm steady lost in this
As the war I got no home
have no friends neither
It's me by my lonely so I married my Nina

I keeps her I go, I love my ho
Never leave home out my sugar
I'm hafta plug a
Mama told me not to trust no

And his ass if he lay a hand on me
then I been known
Sometimes I think my own stupid
'Cause I shootin' at marks
Get twisted up in reports

Since the cradle, been ungrateful
My toy was a gun
I got sprung and learn to love

But now I'm with money
And through street fame
Somebody my cap
And put me in my

From the to the grave
Life ain't never easy, living in the ghetto
From the to the grave
Life ain't never been easy, in the ghetto

March 18th, that day, my mama gave birth
To a baby boy, trapped in on earth
day one it wasn't fun I never had a crumb
Daddy worked two jobs and Mama won't stop rum

I tried to cope loc but my family's
And my pocket's short so now I sling dope
In a game with pain, it's a fuckin' shame
The white man got a slingin' cane

So now it's on from dusk to I get my serve on
Always in the spot my glock slingin' rocks at the rocks
The shit don't stop I'm steady dodgin'
I never flip flop, hear my glock cock thug I drop

And if I hit the pen I do my time
Sittin' on my bunk reminiscing the good times
fucked up a nigga gotta grow up doing dirt
But the cradle to the grave I'ma put in work

the cradle to the grave
Life ain't never easy, living in the ghetto
From the cradle to the
Life ain't never been easy, in the ghetto

Time's movin' fast, will I last day?
So I and I lay with my A-K
Did I sell my as a young kid?
All the things I did wishin' held me
But never did

I take it, will I make it to my older age?
I'm shot up or locked up in a fuckin' cage
Lord, help me, me, save me
'Cause that's the way that Daddy me crazy

Do or die, nigga, pull the trigger give a fuck
You'd be in jail than get your ass bucked
cares, it's me against the world
Keepin' murder on my and my Tech-9

I got nothin' to lose, payin' dues, nigga you wanna
I get high then my is a walk-by
You'd better jet when I hit your set 'cause I'm
runnin', yellin', "Evil mind", as I'm gunnin'

One in the chamber for the that I build inside
For the mothers that cried, for my homies died
The is an ending, am I just a slave
So I got to be from the cradle to the grave

From the cradle to the
Life ain't never easy, living in the ghetto
From the cradle to the
Life ain't been easy, living in the ghetto