Luyện nghe bài hát Cradle To The Grave

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

June 16, 1971, mama birth
To a hell heavenly son
See the doctor to smack me
But I him back

My first were
"Thug for life" and "Papa the Mac"
I'm on these mothafuckas ballin'
you can hear my mini 14 callin'

From out the of my drop top
I got my cocked
Bustin' at niggas when will it
Now tell me are you scared of the

Can't close my eyes I see
And even with this thug livin', will I escape ?
Penitentiary chances was an all day
The only way to advance and if you

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

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

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

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

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

And then the only other one that ever showed me
Was my dope fiend strung out on drugs
A straight thug, me, my mama out here 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 I got, so stop and walk a thin line
Young niggas be brave and keep on
From the cradle to the grave, from the cradle to the

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

From the cradle to the grave, I'm to say
I made it far, many G's died hard
They know that got was name here up on a wall
sad thinkin' about the times

Life goes on, I'm steady lost in this
As the war zone I got no
Don't have no neither
It's me by my lonely so I married my Nina

I keeps her I go, I love my ho
Never home 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 I been known
Sometimes I think my own stupid
'Cause I stay shootin' at
Get twisted up in police

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

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

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

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

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

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

And if I hit the pen I gotta do my
Sittin' on my bunk reminiscing the good times
fucked up a nigga gotta grow up doing dirt
But from the cradle to the grave put in work

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

Time's movin' fast, will I last another
So I and I lay with my A-K
Did I my soul as a young kid?
All the things I did someone held me
But never did

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

Do or die, nigga, pull the trigger don't give a
You'd rather be in jail get your ass bucked
Nobody cares, it's me against the
murder on my mind and my Tech-9

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

One in the chamber for the that I build inside
For the that cried, for my homies that died
The is an ending, am I just a slave
So I got to be from the cradle to the grave

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