Luyện nghe bài hát Cradle To The Grave

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

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

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

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

Can't close my I see visions
And even with this 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 night with no on
Hey, must be a God 'cause I feel lucky
Paranoid out my mind, this mothafucka's to rush me

Am I to jail? Look at me bailin'
Commin' out the court house all my mail and bank
die, be a hustler mothafuckas and makin' thugs out you suckas
From the cradle to the

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

From the cradle to the grave, since a little child
I've been 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

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

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

Now I don't wanna hurt but I must defend mine
It's all the fuck I got, so stop and walk a line
Young niggas be brave and on thuggin'
From the to the grave, from the cradle to the grave

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

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

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

I keeps her wherever I go, I my ho
Never leave 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 I been known
Sometimes I think my own stupid
'Cause I stay at marks
Get twisted up in police

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

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

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

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

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

So now it's on from dusk to I get my serve on
Always in the spot my glock slingin' rocks at the rocks
The shit don't stop I'm 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 about the good
It's fucked up a nigga 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, living in the
the cradle to the grave
Life never been easy, living in the ghetto

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

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

Do or die, nigga, pull the trigger don't give a
You'd rather be in than get your ass bucked
Nobody cares, me against the world
Keepin' murder on my mind and my

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

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

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