Luyện nghe bài hát Cradle To The Grave

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

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

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

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

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

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

Am I goin' to jail? Look at me
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

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

From the cradle to the grave, since a bitty child
I've been to get ill and kinda buck wild
Pop, pop, just like the part that's in my walk with street
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', to make ends meet
So now a young niggas bein' by the streets

And the only other one that ever showed me love
Was my fiend uncle strung out on drugs
A thug, just 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 stop and walk a thin
Young niggas be brave and on thuggin'
From the cradle to the grave, from the cradle to the

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

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

goes on, I'm steady lost in this land
As the war I got no home
have no friends neither
It's just me by my 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 told me not to trust no

And his ass if he lay a hand on me
Since then I known
Sometimes I my own self stupid
I stay shootin' at marks
Get up in police reports

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

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

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

March 18th, that day, my mama gave birth
To a baby boy, trapped in on earth
From day one it wasn't fun I had a crumb
Daddy worked two jobs and Mama won't drinkin' rum

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

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

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

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

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 I did wishin' someone held me
But never did

I take it, will I make it to my older age?
Before I'm up or locked up in a fuckin' cage
Lord, help me, guide me, me
'Cause the way that Daddy raised me crazy

Do or die, nigga, pull the trigger don't a fuck
rather be in jail than 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 wanna
I get then my mission is a walk-by
You'd better jet I hit your set 'cause I'm commin'
runnin', yellin', "Evil mind", as I'm gunnin'

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

the cradle 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