Luyện nghe bài hát C.r.e.a.m./cream

[Intro: Raekwon the Chef, Man]

that nigga want God?
Word up, out for the cops (Wu-Tang five finger shit)
(Cash Rules) Word up, two for fives over here
Word up, two for fives niggaz got garbage down the way, word up

(Cash Everything Around 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 y'all) Check this shit, yo!

One: Raekwon the Chef]

I grew up on the side, the New York Times side
Staying alive was no
At second hands, moms on old men
So we moved 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 this son, rollin with this one
And that one, pullin out for fun
But it was just a dream for the teen, who was a
Started smokin at sixteen
And running up in gates, and hits for high stakes
Making my way on fire
No question I speed, for cracks and weed
The made my eyes bleed
No question I would flow off, and try to get the all
Sticking up white boys in courts
My life got no better, same 'Lo sweater
is ruff and tuff like leather
Figured out I went the route
So I got a sick ass click and went all out
Catchin from across seas
Rollin in MPV's, week we made forty G's
Yo nigga respect mine, or the tech nine
Ch-chick-POW! Move the gate now

Method Man]

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

[Verse Two: Inspector

It's twenty-two long hard years of still strugglin
Survival got me buggin, but I'm alive on
I peep at the shape of the
And awake to the ways of the world cause shit is deep
A man a dream with plans to make C.R.E.A.M.
Which failed; I to jail at the age of 15
A young buck sellin drugs and such who had much
Trying to get a at what I could not... could not...
The court me short, now I face incarceration
Pacin -- going up my destination
Handcuffed in of a bus, forty of us
Life as a shouldn't be so ruff
But as the turns I learned life is hell
in the world no different from a cell
Everyday I escape from Jakes givin chase, sellin
bones in the staircase
Though I don't know why I chose to smoke
I guess that's the time I'm not depressed
But I'm depressed, and I ask what's it worth?
to give up so I seek the Old Earth
Who explained working hard may help you
to learn to overcome the and pain
We got stickup kids, corrupt cops, and crack
and stray shots, all on the block stays hot
Leave it up to me while I be living
To kick the truth to the young youth
But shorty's wild smokin sess drinkin beer
And ain't to hear what I'm kickin in his ear
Neglected, but now, but yo, it to be accepted
That what? That life is

-- 4X]

Niggas gots to do what they do, to get a bill

Cuz we just get by no more
up, we gotta get over, straight up and down

-- 3X]

Cash Rules Everything Me
C.R.E.A.M.
get the
Dolla dolla bill y'aauhhhaaaauhhhhahhhauhhhhll,