Luyện nghe bài hát Cradle To The Grave

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

June 16, 1971, gave birth
To a hell raisin' 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'
Listen you can hear my mini 14

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

close my eyes I see visions
And even this thug livin', will 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 night no lights on
Hey, there must be a God I feel lucky
out my mind, this mothafucka's tryin' to rush me

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

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

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

Surveillance on a nigga day
on my daddy just to take his ass away
Now Mama always workin', tryin' to 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 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 defend mine
It's all the fuck I got, so stop and a thin line
niggas be brave and keep on thuggin'
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 to the grave, I'm glad to say
I made it this far, many G's died
They know that got was their name here up on a
sad thinkin' about the times

Life goes on, I'm steady in this land
As the war I got no home
have no friends 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 a nigga
told me not to trust no punks

And his ass if he lay a hand on me
Since then I been
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 and learn to love weapons

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

From the cradle to the
Life ain't never easy, living in the ghetto
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, in hell on earth
From day one it wasn't fun I had a crumb
Daddy two jobs and Mama won't stop drinkin' rum

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

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

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

From the to the grave
Life ain't been easy, living in the ghetto
the cradle to the grave
Life ain't been easy, living in the ghetto

Time's movin' fast, I last another day?
So I pray and I lay 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 it to my older age?
Before I'm shot up or locked up in a fuckin'
Lord, help me, guide me, me
that's the way that Daddy raised me crazy

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

I got nothin' to lose, payin' dues, you wanna die?
I get high then my mission is a
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 inside
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 to the grave
Life ain't never easy, living in the ghetto
From the to the grave
Life ain't never been easy, living in the