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 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 bustin' on mothafuckas ballin'
you can hear my mini 14 callin'

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

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

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

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

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

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

on a nigga every day
Waitin' on my just to take his ass away
Now Mama always workin', tryin' to make meet
So now a young 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 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 stop and a thin line
Young be brave and keep on thuggin'
From the cradle to the grave, from the to the grave

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

From the to the grave, I'm glad to say
I made it this far, 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 in this land
As the war zone I got no
Don't have no friends
just me by my lonely so I married my Nina

I keeps her wherever I go, I my ho
Never home with out my sugar
I'm hafta a nigga
Mama told me not to no punks

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

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

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

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

March 18th, that day, my mama gave birth
To a baby boy, trapped in hell on
day one it wasn't fun I never had a crumb
Daddy worked two jobs and 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 white man got a slingin' cane

So now it's on from to dawn I get my serve on
Always in the spot with my glock slingin' at the rocks
The shit don't I'm steady dodgin' cops
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 from the cradle to the grave I'ma put in

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

Time's fast, will I last another day?
So I and I lay with my A-K
Did I sell my soul as a young
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 Daddy raised me crazy

Do or die, nigga, pull the trigger don't give a
rather be in jail 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 my mission 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 is an ending, am I just a slave
So I got to be brave the cradle to the grave

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