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 that man
Or you can crack if you wanna smoke crack
I give a fuck what you wanna do man
look to me to stop you man - yeah
I'm not in the way

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

[50
You are now my hypnosis
grind, come out with the toasters
I like a animal ferocious
New money breathe, new enemies, nigga you this
Another mil', another nigga
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 the dope price soar
Shit cool the mac out, run when it back out
A nigga blackout, better pray that bitch jam
It's in God's hands, all God plan
You mean even when a nigga smoked, goddamn

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

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