Luyện nghe bài hát C.r.e.a.m. 2009

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

[Chorus: 50
Cash Rules, I a shooter 'round me, Queens!
Get the money, I have a killed y'all (killed y'all)
Kill the hood, ask niggaz 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 like a ferocious
New money breathe, new enemies, nigga you this
Another mil', another sick
I got nothin but hard dick for bitch to lick
I box you out boy, outlaw bricks of raw
I'm out in the grind, I make the dope price
Shit cool 'til the mac out, run it back out
A nigga finna blackout, better pray that jam
in God's hands, it's all God plan
You mean even a nigga gettin smoked, goddamn

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

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