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
Life never been easy

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

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

From out the of my drop top
I got my cocked
Bustin' at niggas when will it
Now tell me are you scared of the

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

have your Nikes on 'cause when 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 goin' to jail? Look at me
Commin' out the court house all about my mail and
Never die, be a hustler mothafuckas and makin' thugs out you
From the cradle to the

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 been known to get ill and kinda buck
Pop, pop, just like the part that's in my walk with street
Go runnin' up the block in the dark with spark

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

And the only other one that ever showed me love
Was my fiend uncle strung out on drugs
A straight thug, just me, my 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
niggas be brave and keep on thuggin'
From the cradle to the grave, from the to the grave

From the cradle to the
Life never been easy, living in the ghetto

From the to the grave, I'm glad to say
I made it this far, G's died hard
They know that got was name here up on a wall
sad thinkin' about the times

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

I keeps her wherever I go, I my ho
leave home with out my sugar
I'm plug a nigga
Mama me not to trust no punks

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

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

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

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, living in the

18th, that rainy day, my mama gave birth
To a baby boy, trapped in hell on
From day one it wasn't fun I had a crumb
Daddy worked two and Mama won't stop drinkin' rum

I tried to cope loc but my broke
And my pocket's short so now I gotta sling
In a filled with pain, it's a fuckin' shame
The white man got a mothafucka slingin'

So now on from dusk to dawn I get my serve on
Always in the spot with my glock slingin' rocks at the
The shit stop I'm steady dodgin' cops
I flip flop, hear my glock cock thug till I drop

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

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

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

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

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

I got nothin' to lose, payin' dues, nigga you die?
I get high my mission is a walk-by
You'd better jet when I hit your set I'm commin'
Start runnin', yellin', "Evil mind", as I'm

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

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