Luyện nghe bài hát Cradle To The Grave

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

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

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

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

close my eyes I see visions
And even with thug livin', will I escape prison ?
Penitentiary chances was an all day
The only way to 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 lucky
Paranoid out my mind, this mothafucka's tryin' to me

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

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 been to get ill and kinda buck wild
Pop, pop, just like the part that's in my with street talk
Go runnin' up the block in the dark with spark

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

And the only other one that ever showed me love
Was my dope fiend uncle 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 and walk a thin line
niggas be brave and keep on thuggin'
From the cradle to the grave, from the cradle to the

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

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

Life on, I'm steady lost in this land
As the war I got no home
have no friends neither
It's just me by my lonely so I my Nina

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

And his ass if he lay a hand on me
Since then I known
Sometimes I my own self stupid
I stay shootin' at marks
Get twisted up in police

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

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

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

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

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

So now it's on dusk to dawn I get my serve on
Always in the spot my glock slingin' rocks at the rocks
The shit don't stop I'm steady dodgin'
I never flip flop, hear my glock thug 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 gotta grow up doing dirt
But from the cradle to the I'ma put in work

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

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

I can't take it, I make it to my older age?
Before I'm shot up or locked up in a 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 a fuck
rather be in jail than get your ass bucked
Nobody cares, me against the world
Keepin' murder on my 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 jet when I hit your set 'cause I'm commin'
runnin', yellin', "Evil mind", as I'm gunnin'

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

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