Luyện nghe bài hát C.r.e.a.m.

What that nigga God?
Word up, look out for the cops (Wu-Tang finger shit)
(Cash Rules) Word up, two for fives over here
Word up, two for fives them niggas got down the way, word up
what I'm sayin'?
(Cash Everything Around Me
C.R.E.A.M. get)
Yeah, check ol' fly shit out
up
(Cash Rules Everything Me) Take you on a natural joint
(C.R.E.A.M. get the money) we here we go
(Dolla dolla bill y'all) this shit, yo!

I grew up on the crime side, the New Times side
Staying alive was no
At hands, moms bounced on old men
So then we to Shaolin land
A young youth, yo rockin' the tooth, 'Lo goose
Only way, I to gee off was drug loot
And let's start it like this son, rollin' with one
And that one, pullin' out for fun
But it was just a for the teen, who was a fiend
Started woolies at sixteen
And running up in gates, and doing hits for high
Making my way on escapes
No question I speed, for cracks and weed
The combination made my bleed
No I would flow off, and try to get the dough all
Sticking up white boys in ball
My got no better, same damn 'Lo sweater
Times is ruff and tuff like
Figured out I went the route
So I got with a sick ass click and all out
Catchin' keys across seas
Rollin in MPV's, every we made forty G's
Yo nigga respect mine, or the tech nine
Ch-chick-POW! Wu the gate now

Cash, Rules, Everything, Around, Me
C.R.E.A.M.
Get the
Dollar, bill y'all

Cash, Rules, Everything, Around, Me
C.R.E.A.M.
Get the
Dollar, dollar bill

It's been twenty-two hard years of still strugglin
Survival got me buggin, but I'm on arrival
I peep at the shape of the
And stay awake to the ways of the world shit is deep
A man with a dream with plans to C.R.E.A.M.
Which failed I to jail at the age of 15
A young buck drugs and such who never had much
Trying to get a clutch at I could not, could not,
The played me short, now I face incarceration
Pacin' going up state's my
Handcuffed in of a bus, forty of us
Life as a shorty be so ruff
But as the world turns I life is hell
in the world no different from a cell
Everyday I escape Jakes givin' chase, sellin' base
Smokin' in the staircase
Though I don't know why I chose to smoke
I guess that's the when I'm not depressed
But I'm depressed, and I ask what's it worth?
Ready to up so I seek the Old Earth
Who explained hard may help you maintain
To to overcome the heartaches and pain
We got stickup kids, cops, and crack rocks
And stray shots, all on the block stays hot
it up to me while I be living proof
To kick the to the young black youth
But shorty's running wild smokin drinkin' beer
And trying to hear what I'm kickin in his ear
Neglected, but now, but yo, it to be accepted
That what? life is hectic

Cash, Rules, Everything, Around, Me
C.R.E.A.M.
Get the
Dollar, bill y'all

Cash, Rules, Everything, Around, Me
C.R.E.A.M.
Get the
Dollar, dollar y'all

Cash, Rules, Everything, Around, Me
C.R.E.A.M.
Get the
Dollar, bill y'all

Cash, Rules, Everything, Around, Me
C.R.E.A.M.
Get the
Dollar, bill y'all