Luyện nghe bài hát Cradle To The Grave

Forever wild from the to the grave
Kid, watch back, one time's comin' always (Yeah)
They lock me up for 12 days, I can't
Now I'm a man on the streets again
St.Ide's down with some Seagrams Gin
Life is like a game and I'm in to win

On the scene from the side of Queens
We get the CREAM, laid up, for dame
Cos I mean I mean, I'm out to claim King
Doin my thing, do wild stakes my name'll

To all my peoples down comin back to life
In the world again though ya bid was trife
While you was gone, we was goin to war and more
Saw my man layin on the floor, kid I swore
That our crew will live forever, I I was wrong
No, until we again, hold ya head and stay strong(Yeah! )
Yo, got my mind on a place to from police(Where?)
Sweatin dogs as I'm runnin cross 12th
Just as I approach the
I spot a jake on the creep down by Vick's spot(So what! )
Made a U-ey up the hill plus a change of
I had to hurry back so I could my man

Ya had me stressin little son, had my heart rapidly
Niggas start a guttin behind the bushes
My ears rung, I punch a clip the guns
Got in the arm, one slug hit my son
He was bleedin the head, I couldn't believe it
We was defeated, if it was a case I couldn't it
Felt like cryin(The risin)
I saw my man helpless, near on the verge of dyin
So to P I the iron

Kid you lyin!
I went to the murder weapon, plus I'm relyin
On a door to be open, in the building, it's a trap!
Police buckin at me, they try to twist my back
Jetted up the to the third floor
Reached behind the sink, throw the heater on the
Locked the door, police grabbed me up and tryed to my jaw
"So where's the gun we saw?"(I know! )
"We you was there at the homicide scene"(I know nuttin! )
"And if it you, was somebody from ya team"

From the to the grave
(Straight the motherfuckin cradle to the grave!)

Yo, it's the real drama kills, nobody moves, still!
Bottle you! Drop ass off in a land-fill
Son bless me the iron, I got beef
With some niggas from the other over some weak shit
Load up the heaters, greet em with the
Flip em like the clip, my crew shift the body shift
The cradle to the is where I'll end up
gettin sent up North, son I'm bett-er
Doin my on a low
Fuckin wit them mobbers like a
No doubt you gonna blow, you know
He didn't even to go there
Unprepared, now six below
Y'know I'm chillin, I no time for catchin feelings
Get that money I wants, some wanna act funny
But all good I still die for the hood
For my peoples, yeah on wood

L, rollin' dice while I put you on
To the drama what I say is short not long
nigga that I'm beginning to dislike he got me fed
If he discontinue his bullshit he might be dead
him well and probably go way back
But I don't care if he's your man doin like that
I hope the word gets back to him, I'll screw him
He on my man and we got plans to do him
Lets get it over quick, I'm tired of waitin
Ain't no fair there, we just debatin on when and how
Later on right now, spoke to yesterday
He said to chill for a
But it's hard acting like everything is
I get the when I see that nigga in my sight
A dead man walking, not only that he's still (About what?)
About how and he did very often
You don't know how much I to put his ass in a coffin
One day my man and the next not
Didn't know him anyway, so fuck it
funny how things change(Word up!)

From the to the grave
(Straight from the motherfuckin to the grave!)