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Übersetzung: From First To Last. Two As One.
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a blood transfusion For the fear of infected plasma You won't be the first, nor the last one Getting pussy's like death wish two You've got to know who
reaches the street As long as we got it, you can get it People want the bass, so some try to steal it From behind our back, and not in our face 'Cause
when the world stopped caring last night Two kids shot while the whole block staring I will never understand this society, first they try to murder me
] Fair exchange No one, gives me lovin (lovin) Quite like you do (No one gives me lovin like you do) No one, gives me lovin Quite like you do (Nigga
sets my sights bigger, four figures or mo' Real ni**a fo' sho', out in the cold for dough What you thought? ??, lost homies in plenty battles Last two
name And them same motherfuckers that was callin me Will be the first to turn their backs, when I'm fallin, see I should have seen it from the jump, but now it's clear This one
the Dom and let me hit it from behind Since I'm only here for one night, I got to get you hot and heated Play like Micheal Jackson, and Beat It One
The game sharper than a motherfuckin razor blade Say money bring bitches, bitches bring lies One nigga's gettin jealous, and motherfuckers died Depend on me like the first
sight, stoppin lives like red lights Watch em pause as I pull my strap, out my drawers And get to dumpin on they ass, like the last outlaws Rich, Tupac
from the cradle to the grave, From the cradle to the grave. Chorus From the cradle to the grave, life ain't never been easy Living in the ghetto. From
