Luyện nghe bài hát C.r.e.a.m./cream

[Intro: Raekwon the Chef, Man]

that nigga want God?
Word up, look out for the cops (Wu-Tang five shit)
(Cash Rules) Word up, two for fives here baby
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 joint
(C.R.E.A.M. get the money) we here we go
(dolla dolla bill y'all) this shit, yo!

[Verse One: Raekwon the

I up on the crime side, the New York Times side
Staying was no jive
At second hands, bounced on old men
So then we moved to Shaolin
A young youth, yo the gold tooth, 'Lo goose
Only way, I begin to gee off was loot
And let's start it like this son, with this one
And one, pullin out gats for fun
But it was a dream for the teen, who was a fiend
smokin woolies at sixteen
And running up in gates, and doing hits for high
my way on fire escapes
No question I would speed, for cracks and
The combination made my bleed
No question I would flow off, and try to get the all
Sticking up white boys in ball
My life got no better, damn 'Lo sweater
Times is ruff and like leather
out I went the wrong route
So I got with a sick ass click and all out
Catchin keys from seas
Rollin in MPV's, every week we made G's
Yo nigga mine, or anger the tech nine
Ch-chick-POW! Move from the now

Method Man]

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

Two: Inspector Deck]

It's been twenty-two long hard of still strugglin
Survival got me buggin, but I'm alive on
I peep at the of the streets
And stay to the ways of the world cause shit is deep
A man with a dream plans to make C.R.E.A.M.
failed; I went to jail at the age of 15
A buck sellin drugs and such who never had much
Trying to get a clutch at what I could not... 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 shouldn't be so
But as the world turns I learned life is
Living in the world no different from a
Everyday I from Jakes givin chase, sellin base
Smokin bones in the
Though I don't know why I to smoke sess
I guess that's the when I'm not depressed
But I'm still depressed, and I ask what's it
Ready to up so I seek the Old Earth
Who explained working hard may help you
to to overcome the heartaches and pain
We got stickup kids, cops, and crack rocks
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 running wild smokin sess drinkin beer
And ain't trying to hear I'm kickin in his ear
Neglected, but now, but yo, it to be accepted
That what? That is hectic

-- 4X]

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

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

-- 3X]

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