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 never easy

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

My words 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
at niggas when will 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 was an all day thang
The only way to and if you slang

Better 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, mothafucka's tryin' to rush me

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

From the cradle to the grave, I'm to say
I it this far, many 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 lost in this
As the war I got no home
Don't have no neither
It's me by my lonely so I married my Nina

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I take it, will I make it to my older age?
Before I'm 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 don't give a fuck
You'd rather be in jail get your ass bucked
Nobody cares, me against the world
Keepin' murder on my mind and my

I got nothin' to lose, dues, nigga you wanna die?
I get high then my mission is a
You'd better jet when I hit your set 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 homies died
The is an ending, am I just a slave
So I got to be brave from the to the grave

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