Luyện nghe bài hát Cradle To The Grave

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And then the only one that 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 and one of chrome

Now I don't wanna hurt nobody but I defend mine
It's all the I got, so stop and walk a thin line
niggas be brave and keep on thuggin'
From the cradle to the grave, 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, I'm to say
I made it this far, G's died hard
know that got was their name here up on a wall
It's sad thinkin' the times

goes on, I'm steady lost in this land
As the war I got no home
Don't have no friends
It's just me by my lonely so I my Nina

I her wherever I go, I love my ho
Never leave home with out my
I'm hafta plug a
told me not to trust no punks

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

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 with fame
peeled my cap
And put me in my

the cradle 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, 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 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 mothafucka slingin'

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

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

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

Time's movin' fast, I last another day?
So I pray and I lay 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, help me, guide me, me
'Cause that's the way that Daddy me crazy

Do or die, nigga, pull the don't give a fuck
You'd be in jail than get your ass bucked
Nobody cares, it's me against the
Keepin' murder on my and my Tech-9

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

One in the chamber for the that I build inside
For the mothers that cried, for my homies that
The is an ending, am I just a slave
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
From the to the grave
Life ain't never been easy, in the ghetto