Luyện nghe bài hát Cradle To The Grave

From the to the grave
Life ain't been easy living in the ghetto
the cradle to the grave
Life ain't been easy

16, 1971, mama gave birth
To a hell heavenly son
See the tried to smack me
But I smacked him

My first were
"Thug for life" and "Papa the Mac"
I'm on these mothafuckas ballin'
you can hear my mini 14 callin'

From out the window of my top
I got my cocked
Bustin' at niggas when it stop?
Now me are you scared of the dark?

Can't close my eyes I see
And even with this thug livin', I escape prison ?
Penitentiary was an all day thang
The way to advance and if you slang

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 'cause I feel
Paranoid out my mind, this mothafucka's tryin' to me

Am I to jail? Look at me bailin'
Commin' out the court house all about my mail and
die, be a hustler mothafuckas and makin' thugs out you suckas
From the to the grave

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

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

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

And the only other one that ever showed me love
Was my dope uncle strung 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 wanna hurt but I must defend mine
all the fuck I got, so stop and walk a thin line
Young niggas be brave and on thuggin'
From the cradle to the grave, from the cradle to the

From the to the grave
Life ain't been easy, living in the ghetto

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

Life goes on, I'm lost in this land
As the war zone I got no
Don't no friends neither
It's just me by my lonely so I married my

I keeps her wherever I go, I my ho
Never leave with out my sugar
I'm plug a nigga
Mama told me not to no punks

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

Since the cradle, I've been
My toy was a gun
I got sprung and learn to weapons

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

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

March 18th, that day, my mama gave birth
To a baby boy, trapped in on earth
From day one it wasn't fun I never had a
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 filled with pain, it's a shame
The white man got a slingin' cane

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

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

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

Time's movin' fast, will I last day?
So I and I lay with my A-K
Did I sell my soul as a kid?
All the things I did wishin' someone me
But they did

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

Do or die, nigga, the trigger don't give a fuck
You'd rather be in jail than get your ass
Nobody cares, it's me against the
Keepin' murder on my mind and my

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 I'm commin'
runnin', yellin', "Evil mind", as I'm gunnin'

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

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