Luyện nghe bài hát Cradle To The Grave

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

On the scene from the 41st side of
We get the CREAM, laid up, for dame
Cos I mean I mean, I'm out to claim King
Doin my thing, do wild my name'll reign

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

Ya had me stressin little son, had my rapidly pumpin
Niggas start a behind the bushes duckin
My ears rung, I punch a clip into the
Got grazed in the arm, one hit my son
He was bleedin from the head, I couldn't it
We was defeated, if it was a case I beat it
Felt cryin(The temperature's risin)
I saw my man helpless, damn near on the verge of
So to P I passed the

Kid you lyin!
I went to stash the weapon, plus I'm relyin
On a door to be open, in the building, it's a trap!
Police at me, they try to twist my dome back
Jetted up the staircase to the third
Reached behind the sink, the heater on the floor
Locked the door, police me up and tryed to break my jaw
"So the gun we saw?"(I don't know! )
"We know you was there at the scene"(I know nuttin! )
"And if it you, was somebody from ya team"

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

Yo, it's the real drama kills, nobody moves, still!
Bottle you! Drop that ass off in a
Son me with the iron, I got beef
With some niggas from the other side over weak shit
up the heaters, greet em with the hollow-tips
Flip em like the clip, my crew shift the body shift
The cradle to the grave is I'll end up
gettin sent up North, son I'm bett-er
Doin my on a low
Fuckin wit mobbers like a crowd
No you gonna blow, you never know
He even have to go there
Unprepared, now he's six
I'm chillin, I gots no time for catchin feelings
Get that money I wants, some brothers 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 I gotta say is short not long
nigga that I'm beginning to dislike he got me fed
If he doesn't his bullshit he might be dead
him well and probably go way back
But I don't care if he's man doin shit like that
I hope the gets back to him, cause I'll screw him
He shitted on my man and we got 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 to chill for a while
But it's hard acting everything is alright
I get the chills when I see that in my sight
A dead man walking, not only he's still talkin (About what?)
About how and he did very often
You don't know how much I fiend to put his ass in a
One day my man and the he's not
Didn't know him long anyway, so it
It's funny how change(Word up!)

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