Luyện nghe bài hát C.r.e.a.m.

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

I grew up on the crime side, the New York side
Staying alive was no
At second hands, moms on old men
So then we to Shaolin land
A young youth, yo rockin' the gold tooth, 'Lo
Only way, I to gee off was drug loot
And let's start it like son, rollin' with this one
And one, pullin' out gats for fun
But it was just a dream for the teen, who was a
Started smokin' woolies at
And running up in gates, and doing hits for stakes
my way on fire escapes
No question I would speed, for and weed
The combination made my eyes
No question I flow off, and try to get the dough all
Sticking up white in ball courts
My got no better, same damn 'Lo sweater
Times is ruff and like leather
Figured out I went the wrong
So I got with a sick ass and went all out
Catchin' from across seas
Rollin in MPV's, every we made forty G's
Yo nigga respect mine, or anger the nine
Ch-chick-POW! Wu from the now

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

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

It's been long hard years of still strugglin
got me buggin, but I'm alive on arrival
I peep at the of the streets
And stay awake to the ways of the world cause shit is
A man a dream with plans to make C.R.E.A.M.
failed I went to jail at the age of 15
A young buck sellin' drugs and such who never had
Trying to get a clutch at what I could not, not,
The court played me short, now I incarceration
Pacin' going up my destination
in back of a bus, forty of us
Life as a shouldn't be so ruff
But as the turns I learned life is hell
Living in the world no from a cell
Everyday I escape from givin' chase, sellin' base
bones in the staircase
Though I don't know why I chose to sess
I guess the time when I'm not depressed
But I'm still depressed, and I ask it worth?
to give up so I seek the Old Earth
Who explained hard may help you maintain
To learn to overcome the and pain
We got stickup kids, corrupt cops, and crack
And stray shots, all on the that stays hot
Leave it up to me I be living proof
To the truth to the young black youth
But shorty's wild smokin sess drinkin' beer
And ain't trying to hear what I'm in his ear
Neglected, but now, but yo, it gots to be
what? That 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, bill 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