Luyện nghe bài hát Cradle To The Grave

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

June 16, 1971, mama gave
To a hell heavenly son
See the doctor to smack me
But I him back

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

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

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

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

Am I goin' to Look at me bailin'
Commin' out the court house all about my and bank
Never die, be a hustler mothafuckas and makin' 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 bitty child
I've been known to get ill and kinda buck
Pop, pop, like the part that's in my walk with street talk
Go runnin' up the in the dark 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 niggas bein' raised by the streets

And then the only other one that ever showed me
Was my dope uncle strung out on drugs
A thug, just 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 must defend
It's all the fuck I got, so stop and a thin line
niggas be brave and keep on thuggin'
From the cradle to the grave, from the cradle to the

From the to the grave
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 died
They know that got was their here up on a wall
It's sad about the times

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

I keeps her wherever I go, I my ho
Never leave home with out my
I'm hafta plug a
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 reports

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

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

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

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

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

So now it's on 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 never flop, hear my glock cock thug till I drop

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

the cradle to the grave
Life ain't never been easy, 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 as a young kid?
All the I did wishin' someone held me
But never did

I can't take it, will I make it to my age?
Before I'm shot up or 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 don't give a
You'd rather be in jail than get your ass
Nobody cares, it's me against the
Keepin' on my mind and my Tech-9

I got nothin' to lose, payin' dues, nigga you wanna
I get high my mission is a walk-by
better jet when I hit your set 'cause 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 that died
The beginning is an ending, am I a slave
So I got to be from the cradle to the grave

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