Luyện nghe bài hát Cradle To The Grave

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

16, 1971, mama gave birth
To a hell heavenly son
See the doctor tried to 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 window of my top
I got my glock
at niggas when will it stop?
Now me are you scared of the dark?

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

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

Am I to jail? Look at me bailin'
out the court house all about my mail and bank
Never die, be a hustler mothafuckas and makin' out you suckas
From the cradle to the

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

From the cradle to the grave, since a little child
I've been to get ill and kinda buck wild
Pop, pop, just like the part 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 to take his ass away
Now Mama always workin', tryin' to make ends
So now a young niggas bein' raised by the

And then the only other one that ever showed me
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 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 thin
niggas be brave and keep on thuggin'
From the to the grave, from the cradle to the grave

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

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

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

I her wherever I go, I love my ho
leave home with out my sugar
I'm hafta plug a
Mama told me not to trust no

And his ass if he lay a hand on me
then I been known
Sometimes I 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 with
And through street fame
peeled my cap
And put me in my

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

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

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

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 I'm steady dodgin' cops
I never flip flop, hear my glock cock till I drop

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

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

movin' fast, will 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 can't take it, will I make it to my older
Before I'm shot up or locked up in a fuckin'
Lord, me, guide me, save me
'Cause the way that Daddy raised me crazy

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

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

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

From the 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