Lyrics to the song
C-Murder
How many of my tru niggas actually get a second chance at life,
at their dreams? not many, huh
Started off as a street thug, just hanging and thugging
'89 went to jail for drugging and mugging
popping plea's ain't no fucking way for me
porbation for 10 years don't mean you're free
I know my tru motherfucking niggas know how i feel
this shit's real i wish my brother wouldn't of got killed for me to realize the game is wicked
shit can't even trust the niggas that I used to hang with
huh, but I remember what my brother told me
I know a real bitch by the way she hold me
I love my tru niggas like I love money
if you fuck with no limit you never find nothing funny
and I take it to the grave with me
if you shoot first bitch you better make sure you hit me
cuz I'm known for chopping keys on my mom's table
I split a hundred g's wth my niggas kane and abel
fast money fast btches is what I live for
until I caught a fucking bullet in the back, bra
they thought I was dead but I'm still in it
I'm back to life back on top ain't no limit
Chorus
Back to life (from the cradle to the grave)
Back to reality some youngsters on the streets trying get paid from the cradle to the grave
just some youngsters on the streets trying get paid
back to life from the cradle to the grave
back to reality some youngsters on the streets trying to get paid
Master P
Tattoo hennessy and weed
grew up in the project with killers and G's
the last don is known for slanging and banging
thug niggas 3rd ward Cali know where we hanging
ghetto's soldiers mercenary we rhyme
this game is life or death and it's your soul or mine
we don't play no games boy just trying get paid
hope I get rich before they dig my grave
so many penetentary chances feds and demons
so many homies in the ghetto with rheir soul in strim
in god we trust ain't no man gone harm me
my best friend be my lady cuz these fools are fonies
take heed I been beyond and back
I live my life through the lord, my homey, the greed and the back I said: (Ughhhhh)
Chorus
Back to life from the cradle to the grave
back to reality some youngsters on the streets trying get paid
from the cradle to the grave
just some youngsters on the streets trying get paid
Silkk the Shocker
you couldn't tell me nothing
a little ghetto child running wild
shed tears through years made it hard to smile
imagine homies dying while you're standing right there
my reality's your worst nightmare
and now I'm trapped in the whole fucking world of sni
kill or be killed hit down by the hands of his best friend you gotta know if you wanna live there's rules to this shit
you can't break 'em if you wanna be rich
and when my homey died and didn't come back
I knew it was on nigga stressed god blessed
got his name on a tombstone
some of my prayers go out to my homies that walked that path I spray paint your name on the wall and I sit back and laugh
you gotta make decisions make 'em all with precision
try to make moves and avoid prison
I remember the first time I laughed at the penetentary steel
when the told me spread life the car I knew it was real
now I was just out there trying gain some strength
birds came to me one night told me Silkk you gotta change your life but it was all or nothing could never settle for second
gotta make the whole world feel my presence (ughhhh)
I told my homey don't cry if I close my eyes,
but silkk the shocker you too young to die
Chorus
Back to life from the cradle to the grave
back to reality some youngsters on the streets trying get paid from the cradle to the grave
just some youngsters on the streets trying get paid
back to life from the cradle to the grave
back to reality just some youngsters on the streets trying to get paid
from the cradle to the grave
just some youngsters on the streets trying to get paid
Probably the best No Limit song ever
bordertown 2 years ago 9
i still jam 2 diz shit in ma whip them young niggaz be telling me i should jam 2 drake n wiz khalfia nigga fuck dem wack niggaz i stay tru 2 real rap 305 Gz
DAT187MURDA 4 months ago