Luyện nghe bài hát Cradle To The Grave

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

June 16, 1971, mama birth
To a raisin' heavenly son
See the doctor tried to me
But I smacked him

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

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

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

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

Am I goin' to Look at me bailin'
Commin' out the court house all about my mail and
Never die, be a hustler and makin' thugs out you suckas
From the to the grave

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

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

Surveillance on a every day
Waitin' on my daddy just to his ass away
Now Mama always workin', to make ends meet
So now a niggas bein' raised by the streets

And then the other one that ever showed me love
Was my dope fiend strung out on drugs
A straight thug, just me, my mama out on our own
So I got two gatts, one and one of chrome

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

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

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

Life goes on, I'm steady in this land
As the war I got no home
Don't have no friends
just me by my lonely so I married my Nina

I her wherever I go, I love my ho
Never leave home out my sugar
I'm hafta plug a
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 stupid
'Cause I stay shootin' at
Get twisted up in police

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I take it, will I make it to my older 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 me crazy

Do or die, nigga, pull the trigger don't a fuck
You'd rather be in jail than get your ass
Nobody cares, me against the world
Keepin' on my mind and my Tech-9

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

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

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