Luyện nghe bài hát Cradle To The Grave

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

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

My first words
"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 me are you scared of the dark?

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

Better have your Nikes on when we fight
It's in the of the night with 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 jail? at me bailin'
Commin' out the court house all my mail and bank
Never die, be a mothafuckas 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 to the grave, since a little bitty child
I've been to get ill and kinda buck wild
Pop, pop, just like the part that's in my walk street talk
Go runnin' up the block in the with less spark

Surveillance on a nigga day
Waitin' on my daddy just to take his ass
Now Mama always workin', tryin' to ends meet
So now a young niggas raised 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 and one of chrome

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

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

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

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

And his ass if he lay a hand on me
Since then I been
Sometimes I my own self stupid
'Cause I stay shootin' at
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 money
And through street fame
Somebody my cap
And put me in my

the cradle to the grave
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 mama gave
To a boy, trapped in hell on earth
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 family's
And my pocket's short so now I gotta dope
In a game filled with pain, a fuckin' shame
The white man got a slingin' cane

So now it's on from dusk to I get my serve on
Always in the spot with my glock slingin' rocks at the
The shit 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
It's fucked up a nigga gotta grow up doing
But from the cradle to the grave I'ma put in

the cradle to the grave
Life ain't 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 pray and I lay my A-K
Did I sell my soul as a kid?
All the I did wishin' 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 cage
Lord, help me, guide me, me
'Cause the way that Daddy raised me crazy

Do or die, nigga, pull the trigger give a fuck
You'd rather be in jail than get ass bucked
Nobody cares, it's me against the
Keepin' murder on my mind and my

I got to lose, payin' dues, nigga you wanna die?
I get then my mission is a walk-by
You'd jet when 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 build
For the mothers that cried, for my homies died
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 easy, living in the ghetto
the cradle to the grave
Life ain't been easy, living in the ghetto