Luyện nghe bài hát Cradle To The Grave

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

June 16, 1971, gave birth
To a hell raisin' son
See the doctor to smack me
But I him back

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

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

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

have your Nikes on 'cause when we fight
It's in the middle of the with no lights on
Hey, there must be a God I feel lucky
Paranoid out my mind, mothafucka's tryin' to rush me

Am I to jail? Look at me bailin'
Commin' out the court all about my mail and bank
Never die, be a hustler mothafuckas and makin' out you suckas
the cradle to the grave

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

From the to the grave, since a little bitty child
I've been known to get ill and kinda wild
Pop, pop, just the part that's in my walk with street talk
Go runnin' up the block in the dark less spark

Surveillance on a nigga day
Waitin' on my daddy just to take his ass
Now always workin', tryin' to make ends meet
So now a young niggas bein' raised by the

And then the only other one that ever showed me
Was my dope fiend uncle out on drugs
A straight thug, me, my mama out here on our own
So I got two gatts, one black and one of

Now I don't wanna hurt nobody but I must defend
It's all the fuck I got, so and walk a thin line
Young niggas be brave and on thuggin'
From the cradle to the grave, the cradle to the grave

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

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

Life on, I'm steady lost in this land
As the war zone I got no
have no friends neither
It's just me by my lonely so I my Nina

I her wherever I go, I love my ho
Never home with out my sugar
I'm plug a nigga
Mama me not to trust no punks

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

Since the cradle, been ungrateful
My toy was a gun
I got and learn to love weapons

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

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

March 18th, that rainy day, my mama birth
To a baby boy, trapped in hell on
From day one it fun I never had a crumb
Daddy worked two jobs and Mama stop drinkin' rum

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

So now it's on from dusk to I get my serve on
Always in the with my glock slingin' rocks at the rocks
The shit don't stop I'm dodgin' cops
I never flip flop, hear my glock cock thug till I

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

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

movin' fast, will I last another day?
So I and I lay with my A-K
Did I sell my soul as a kid?
All the things I did wishin' someone me
But they did

I can't take it, will I make it to my age?
Before I'm 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 don't give a fuck
You'd be in jail than get your ass bucked
Nobody cares, me against the world
murder on my mind and my Tech-9

I got nothin' to lose, payin' dues, nigga you die?
I get then my mission is a walk-by
better jet when I hit your set 'cause I'm commin'
Start runnin', yellin', "Evil mind", as I'm

One in the chamber for the anger that I build
For the mothers that cried, for my homies died
The beginning is an ending, am I just a
So I got to be brave from the to the grave

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