Luyện nghe bài hát Cradle To The Grave

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

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

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

out the window of my drop top
I got my cocked
Bustin' at when will it stop?
Now tell me are you of the dark?

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

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

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

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

From the cradle to the grave, a little bitty 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 up the block in the dark with less spark

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

And then the only other one that ever me love
Was my dope fiend 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 must defend
It's all the fuck I got, so stop and walk a thin
Young niggas be brave and on thuggin'
From the cradle to the grave, the cradle to the grave

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

From the to the grave, I'm glad to say
I made it this far, many G's died
They know got was their name here up on a wall
It's sad about the times

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

I keeps her wherever I go, I my ho
leave home with out my sugar
I'm hafta a nigga
Mama me not to trust no punks

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

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

But now I'm through with
And through street fame
Somebody 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
Life ain't never been easy, in the ghetto

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

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

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

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

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

Time's movin' fast, will I another day?
So I and I lay with my A-K
Did I my soul as a young kid?
All the things I did wishin' held me
But never did

I can't it, will I make it to my older age?
Before I'm shot up or up in a fuckin' cage
Lord, me, guide me, save me
'Cause that's the way that Daddy me crazy

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

I got nothin' to lose, payin' dues, nigga you wanna
I get high then my is a walk-by
You'd better jet when I hit your set I'm commin'
runnin', yellin', "Evil mind", as I'm gunnin'

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

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