Hun43rd
From the cradle to the grave, I'ma put in work
From the cradle to the grave, I'ma put in work
From the cradle to the grave, I'ma put in work
From the cradle to the grave, I'ma put in work
From the cradle to the grave, I'ma put in work
From the cradle to the grave, I'ma put in work
From the cradle to the grave, I'ma put in work
Yeah, uh-huh
All year long bruh, stuck up in my zone all by my lonesome
Pay the hoe my dues
I brought my own funds
When it's time to war
I brought my own guns
Difference is I'm ghetto but I'm wholesome
Nigga saying I switch up like I'm on something
Why you always treat me like I owe some
Truthfully you only wanna hold some
Whip it like I've been a slave
Bucking from the twelve like I've been afraid
Hold up, roll up, burn out couple minutes saved
Kept a pre-paid, on my hip them days
Hundred forty third and from the menacing
Cam'ron had us wearing pink
From the cradle to the grave
Putting work, hustle round the corner where my mans'd stay
Couldn't work, open up shop from the corner store
Make 'em rennovate, with the killer stain
Fuck a lemonade, but they cook it by the minute Maid
Couple niggas hate but the best form of flattery is
When you imi-, when you imitate, ayy
Tell me how it gonna be
Tell me how it gonna be
Tell me how it gonna be (Ohh)
Tell me how it gonna be
With my back against the wall
Nigga I'ma ball
Show you how to ball, got it with the squad
Never had a job
But I kept a broad
When I went in Saks, went and copped it all
My cougars kept me lit
Kept a PYT
Your mama on my dick
(Prettier than a bitch)
And I'm overseas
And I had to ball
Seein' overseas hoes
(Really litty lit)
We ain't counterfeit like we have face tats
How you name go when, where your hoes?
Why your chain don't spin?
Light them up, really like 'em all
Nigga like it all, nigga like it
Tell her "get like me"
Tell me how it gonna be
(Get like me, tell me how it's gonna, how it's gonna be)
Tell me how it gonna be
(Like me, tell me how it's gonna be)
Tell me how it gonna be
(I'ma have a ball, I'ma cop it all, I'ma buy the store)
Tell me how it gonna be
(I'ma go ball, cradle to the grave, busy gettin' paid,
Niggas don't shade, nigga I'ma have it)
Bow, nigga, bow
Bow, nigga, bow
Bow, nigga, bow
Bow, nigga, bow
Bow, nigga, bow
Bow, nigga, bow
Bow, nigga, bow
Bow, nigga, bow
Bow, nigga, bow
Bow, nigga, bow
Bow, nigga, bow
Bow, wow, bow, wow
Bow, nigga, bow
Bow, nigga, bow (shoot)
Bow (pew)
From the cradle to the grave, I'ma put in work
From the cradle to the grave, I'ma put in work
From the cradle to the grave, I'ma put in work
From the cradle to the grave, I'ma put in work
From the cradle to the grave, I'ma put in work
From the cradle to the grave, I'ma put in work
Yeah, uh-huh
All year long bruh, stuck up in my zone all by my lonesome
Pay the hoe my dues
I brought my own funds
When it's time to war
I brought my own guns
Difference is I'm ghetto but I'm wholesome
Nigga saying I switch up like I'm on something
Why you always treat me like I owe some
Truthfully you only wanna hold some
Whip it like I've been a slave
Bucking from the twelve like I've been afraid
Hold up, roll up, burn out couple minutes saved
Kept a pre-paid, on my hip them days
Hundred forty third and from the menacing
Cam'ron had us wearing pink
From the cradle to the grave
Putting work, hustle round the corner where my mans'd stay
Couldn't work, open up shop from the corner store
Make 'em rennovate, with the killer stain
Fuck a lemonade, but they cook it by the minute Maid
Couple niggas hate but the best form of flattery is
When you imi-, when you imitate, ayy
Tell me how it gonna be
Tell me how it gonna be
Tell me how it gonna be (Ohh)
Tell me how it gonna be
With my back against the wall
Nigga I'ma ball
Show you how to ball, got it with the squad
Never had a job
But I kept a broad
When I went in Saks, went and copped it all
My cougars kept me lit
Kept a PYT
Your mama on my dick
(Prettier than a bitch)
And I'm overseas
And I had to ball
Seein' overseas hoes
(Really litty lit)
We ain't counterfeit like we have face tats
How you name go when, where your hoes?
Why your chain don't spin?
Light them up, really like 'em all
Nigga like it all, nigga like it
Tell her "get like me"
Tell me how it gonna be
(Get like me, tell me how it's gonna, how it's gonna be)
Tell me how it gonna be
(Like me, tell me how it's gonna be)
Tell me how it gonna be
(I'ma have a ball, I'ma cop it all, I'ma buy the store)
Tell me how it gonna be
(I'ma go ball, cradle to the grave, busy gettin' paid,
Niggas don't shade, nigga I'ma have it)
Bow, nigga, bow
Bow, nigga, bow
Bow, nigga, bow
Bow, nigga, bow
Bow, nigga, bow
Bow, nigga, bow
Bow, nigga, bow
Bow, nigga, bow
Bow, nigga, bow
Bow, nigga, bow
Bow, nigga, bow
Bow, wow, bow, wow
Bow, nigga, bow
Bow, nigga, bow (shoot)
Bow (pew)
Credits
Writer(s): Tupac Amaru Shakur, Tyruss Gerald Himes, Walter Burns, Maurice Shelton-harding Shakur, Dev Hynes, Rakim Mayers, Diron Rivers
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