Luyện nghe bài hát Cradle To The Grave

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

June 16, 1971, mama gave
To a hell raisin' son
See the doctor to smack me
But I smacked him

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

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

close my eyes I see visions
And even with this thug livin', will I escape ?
Penitentiary chances was an all day
The only way to and if you slang

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

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

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

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

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

And the only other one that ever showed me love
Was my dope uncle strung out on drugs
A straight thug, just me, my mama out 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 fuck I got, so stop and walk a 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 to the grave, I'm glad to say
I made it this far, many G's died
They know that got was name here up on a wall
It's sad thinkin' about the

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

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

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

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

But now I'm through money
And with street fame
Somebody 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
Life ain't never 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 never had a
Daddy worked two jobs and Mama stop drinkin' rum

I tried to loc but my family's broke
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 on from dusk to dawn I get my serve on
Always in the with my glock slingin' rocks at the rocks
The shit don't I'm steady dodgin' cops
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 dirt
But from the cradle to the grave put in work

the cradle 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 my soul as a young kid?
All the things I did wishin' someone me
But they 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
that's the way that Daddy raised me crazy

Do or die, nigga, pull the trigger give a fuck
rather be in jail than get your ass bucked
Nobody cares, me against the world
Keepin' on my mind and my Tech-9

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

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

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