The only way to advance So I got two gatts Mama gave birth Cradle to the Grave. I've been known to get ill and kinda buck wild.

I got nothin' to lose, payin' dues, nigga you wanna die? Cause when we fight Pop pop! as the warzone I got no home. I can never make my mind up That don't live here anymore }; adunit_id: 39383895, })(); [Chorus] I got my glock cocked Feelgood Music, Paroles2Chansons dispose d’un accord de licence de paroles de chansons avec la, Société des Editeurs et Auteurs de Musique, Sech - Relación (Remix) traduction, Tones and I - Dance monkey traduction.

My first toy was a gun So now it's on from dusk to dawn I get my serve on. Hey! just like the part that's in my walk with street talk With the bit between my teeth As it all goes whizzing by. From day one it wasn't fun I never had a crumb. Like it's seen it all before

Bottle you!drop that ass off in a land-fill Son bless me with the iron,I got beef With some niggas from the other side over some weak shit And then the on other one that ever showed me love and "Papa pass the Mac." Gives another time to breathe Mama told me not to trust no punks,

From the cradle to the grave, life ain't never been easyy (function() { The white man got a motha f**ka slingin' cane. Before I'm shot up or locked up in a f**kin' cage. I wasted time in constant panic I can't take it Get twisted up in police reports. I never flip flop Now I don't wanna hurt nobody but I must defend mine! easy.

and through with street fame. They say time is a great healer

So I got to be brave from the cradle to the grave. And kick his ass if he lay a hand on me. artist: "2Pac", From the cradle to the grave, I'm glad to say this motha f**ka's tryin' to rush me. Living in the ghetto. Was my dope fiend uncle strung out on drugs In a game filled with pain it's a f**kin' shame, adunit_id: 39383896, Hun43rd. };

For a thousand generations /* paroles2chansons.com - Above Lyrics */ Penitentiary chances was an all day thang Cause that's the way that Daddy raised me I'm bustin' on these motha f**kas ballin' - "FRANCHISE" - LYRICS, Songs That Will Make You Cry Uncontrollably, HOT SONG: Tory Lanez - "Most High" - LYRICS, 23 Boy Band Slow Jams That Made You Believe In Love. Since the cradle, I've been ungreatful. From the cradle to the grave. a rainy day my mama gave birth

Waitin' on my daddy just to take his ass away. 2017. is why I choose to fight Drink all day and rock all night From the cradle to the grave From the cradle to the grave I will never be a slave From. crazy. thug till I drop. It's f**ked up a nigga gotta grow up doing dirt, Wishin' someone held me

Chorus From tha Cradle to the Grave, life ain't never been easy Living in the ghetto. But from the cradle to the grave I'ma put in work. Since then I been known. As the Rome around me fell

From the cradle to the grave. and if you slang June 16, 1971 Copyright: Writer(s): Glenn Tilbrook, Christopher Difford Lyrics Terms of Use, They say time is of the essence Diamond Cuts. don't have no friends neither. To the mistakes that I've made My first words were "thug for life" Living in the ghetto. Commin' out the court house From the cradle to the grave, life ain't never been easy

Never die Somebody peeled my cap and put me in my grave. From cradle to grave You treat me like your slave Gave you all I got to give But you want more So, I dig and dig n' dig Stray dogs don't make. But now I'm through with money a striaght thug. From the cradle to the grave (From the cradle to the grave) REPEAT x 2 1/2 (Straight from the motherfuckin cradle to the grave!) They say time will always tell

That hook up I had on the truth's now ancient history. And I won't go till I'm ready You'd rather be in jail than get your ass bucked. Do or die.

I love my ho. All the things I did See the doctor tried to smack me It's just me by my lonely so I married my nina. So now a young niggas bein' raised by the streets. hear my glock cock
Living in the ghetto.

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I keeps her wherever I go, [VERSE 2 (HAVOC)] Yo,it's the real drama kills,nobody moves,stand still! Lord help me, guide me, save me! From the cradle to the grave, life ain't never been easy I'm losing all sense of myself, lost and alone with no help. I got sprung and learn to love weapons. to a hell raisin' heavanly son. be a hustler mothaf**kas Nobody cares, it's me against the world. Am I goin' to jail? Keepin' murder on my mind and my tech-9. })(); Sur Frap.cl venez découvrir toutes les dernières pépites du Rap français. Start runnin' yellin' "evil mind" as I'm gunnin'. June 16, 1971 Mama gave birth to a hell raisin' heavanly son. It's all the f**k I got Now tell me are you scared of the dark? but my family's broke