Luyện nghe bài hát Cradle To The Grave

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

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

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

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

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

Better have Nikes on 'cause when we fight
It's in the middle of the night with no on
Hey, must be a God 'cause I feel lucky
Paranoid out my mind, this tryin' to rush 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' out you suckas
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, since a bitty child
I've been known to get ill and kinda buck
Pop, pop, just the part that's in my walk with street talk
Go runnin' up the block in the dark with spark

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

And then the only other one ever showed me love
Was my dope uncle strung out on drugs
A straight thug, just me, my mama out on our own
So I got two gatts, one and one of chrome

Now I don't wanna hurt but I must defend mine
It's all the fuck I got, so stop and a thin line
Young niggas be brave and keep on
From the cradle to the grave, from the cradle to the

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

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

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

I keeps her I go, I love my ho
Never leave with out my sugar
I'm hafta plug a
told me not to trust no punks

And kick his ass if he lay a on me
Since then I known
I think my own self stupid
'Cause I stay at marks
Get up in police reports

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

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

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

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

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

So now it's on from dusk to I get my serve on
Always in the spot with my glock rocks at the rocks
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 do my time
Sittin' on my bunk about the good times
It's fucked up a nigga grow up doing dirt
But the cradle to the grave I'ma put in work

From the to the grave
Life never been easy, living in the ghetto
From the to the grave
Life 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 they did

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

Do or die, nigga, pull the don't give a fuck
You'd rather be in jail than get ass bucked
cares, it's me against the world
Keepin' murder on my and my Tech-9

I got nothin' to lose, payin' dues, you wanna die?
I get high then my mission is a
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 homies that
The beginning is an ending, am I just a
So I got to be from the cradle to the grave

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