Luyện nghe bài hát Cradle To The Grave

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

June 16, 1971, gave birth
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 on these mothafuckas ballin'
Listen you can hear my 14 callin'

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

close my eyes I see visions
And even with this thug livin', will I prison ?
Penitentiary was an all day thang
The only way to advance and if you

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, 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 mothafuckas and makin' thugs out you
From the to the grave

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

the cradle to the grave, since a little bitty child
I've been known to get ill and kinda buck
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 daddy just to his ass away
Now Mama always workin', tryin' to make ends
So now a young niggas raised by the streets

And then the other one that ever showed me love
Was my dope fiend uncle 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
all the fuck I got, so stop and walk a thin line
Young be brave and keep on thuggin'
From the cradle to the grave, from the cradle to the

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 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 land
As the war I got no home
Don't have no friends
It's just me by my lonely so I married my

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

And kick his ass if he lay a on me
Since then I known
Sometimes I think my own self
'Cause I stay shootin' at
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 with money
And with street fame
peeled 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 been easy, living in the ghetto

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

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

So now it's on from to dawn I get my serve on
Always in the spot with my glock slingin' at the rocks
The shit stop I'm steady dodgin' cops
I never flip flop, hear my glock thug till I drop

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

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

Time's movin' fast, will I 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' held me
But never did

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

Do or die, nigga, pull the trigger give a fuck
You'd be in jail than get your ass bucked
Nobody cares, it's me against the
Keepin' on my mind and my Tech-9

I got to lose, payin' 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 cradle to the

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