Luyện nghe bài hát C.r.e.a.m. 2009

[Intro: 50
You smoke that?
Go 'head, it son
I don't give a man (Six Figga)
Smoke shit man
Or you can smoke crack if you smoke crack
I don't give a fuck what you do man
Don't look to me to you man - yeah
I'm not in the way

50 Cent]
Cash Rules, I keep a shooter me, Queens!
Get the money, I a nigga killed y'all (killed y'all)
the hood, ask niggaz 'bout me, Jesus!
For the money, niggaz'll go real (real hard)

[50
You are now under my
Summertime grind, come out the toasters
I return a animal ferocious
New money breathe, new enemies, nigga you this
Another mil', nigga sick
I got nothin but hard dick for your to lick
I box you orthodox out boy, bricks of raw
I'm out in the grind, I the dope price soar
Shit cool 'til the mac out, run it back out
A nigga finna blackout, pray that bitch jam
It's in God's hands, it's all God
You mean even a nigga gettin smoked, goddamn

[50
I push my pen with passion, I'm the author of the
When pain is a head crack, of the devil
Trip' 6-6-6, I'm on my bullshit
See clear through my third eye; gon' be a murda
E'ry summer, e'ry winter, e'ry
You think I'm bullshittin I put on e'rything
The shootin gon' stop right after the
I was sellin while Mike was moonwalkin
20 off a pack, I stack, I can't it
I blast ya NASA, Jack, you outta orbit
I mean you outta order, you don't want me to send a to you
So he could put some hot shit you, do you?

[Outro: 50
Yeah, I'm baby I'm back!
New shit, the drought over, new
Yeah, man I can't fit in these niggaz man
I mean niggaz got mohawks, they skinny jeans man
I think these niggaz is faggots man, for man
They with the rainbow man
You think this is a fad? C'mon man!
I think it's more that man
I think it's more than
So if a wear a dress, you gon' put on a dress too?
man...