Luyện nghe bài hát Cradle To The Grave

Forever wild from the to the grave
Kid, watch your back, one comin' always (Yeah)
They me up for 12 days, I can't comprehend
Now I'm a free man on the again
St.Ide's down with some Seagrams Gin
Life is like a dice 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 what I mean, I'm out to claim
Doin my thing, do wild stakes my name'll

To all my peoples locked down comin back to
In the world once again ya bid was trife
While you was gone, we was goin to war and even
Saw my man layin on the floor, kid I swore
That our crew will forever, I guess I was wrong
No, until we again, hold ya head and stay strong(Yeah! )
Yo, got my on a place to hide from police(Where?)
Sweatin dogs as I'm runnin cross Street
Just as I the block
I spot a jake on the creep down by weed spot(So what! )
Made a up the hill plus a change of plans
I had to back so I could warn my man

Ya had me stressin little son, had my heart pumpin
Niggas start a guttin behind the bushes
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 believe it
We was defeated, if it was a case I couldn't it
like cryin(The temperature's risin)
I saw my man helpless, damn on the verge of dyin
So to P I the iron

Kid you lyin!
I went to stash the murder weapon, plus I'm
On a door to be open, goin in the building, a trap!
buckin at me, they try to twist my dome back
Jetted up the staircase to the third
Reached behind the sink, throw the heater on the
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 homicide scene"(I nuttin! )
"And if it you, was somebody from ya team"

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

Yo, it's the drama kills, nobody moves, stand still!
you! Drop that ass off in a land-fill
Son me with the iron, I got beef
some niggas from the other side over some weak shit
Load up the heaters, greet em the hollow-tips
Flip em like the Gotti clip, my shift the body shift
The cradle to the grave is I'll end up
Fuck gettin up North, son I'm bett-er
my dirt on a low
Fuckin wit them mobbers like a
No doubt you gonna blow, you never
He didn't even to go there
Unprepared, now he's six
I'm chillin, I gots no time for catchin feelings
Get that money I wants, brothers wanna act funny
But it's all I still die for the hood
For my peoples, yeah knock on

Triple L, dice while I put you on
To the drama what I gotta say is not long
This that I'm beginning to dislike he got me fed
If he doesn't discontinue his bullshit he might be
Know him well and probably go way
But I don't care if he's your man doin shit like
I hope the word back to him, cause I'll screw him
He on my man and we got plans to do him
get it over with quick, I'm tired of waitin
Ain't no fair overhead there, we just debatin on and how
Later on right now, spoke to Killa
He said to chill for a
But it's hard acting like everything is
I get the chills I see that nigga in my sight
A dead man walking, not only that he's talkin (About what?)
how and what 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
know him long anyway, so fuck it
It's how things change(Word up!)

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