Luyện nghe bài hát C.r.e.a.m. 2009

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

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

[50
You are now under my
Summertime grind, come out with the
I return a animal ferocious
New breathe, new enemies, nigga you know this
Another mil', another nigga
I got nothin but hard dick for your bitch to
I box you out boy, outlaw 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, better that bitch jam
It's in God's hands, it's all God
You mean even when a gettin smoked, goddamn

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

[Outro: 50
Yeah, I'm back I'm back!
New shit, the drought over, new
Yeah, man I fit in with these niggaz man
I mean niggaz got mohawks, they skinny jeans man
I think niggaz is faggots man, for real man
They with the club man
You this shit is a fad? C'mon man!
I think it's more that man
I think more than that
So if a nigga wear a dress, you put on a dress too?
man...