Luyện nghe bài hát C.r.e.a.m./cream

[Intro: the Chef, Method Man]

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

(Cash Everything Around Me
C.R.E.A.M. get...)
Yeah, this 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!

[Verse One: the Chef]

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

Method Man]

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

[Verse Inspector Deck]

been twenty-two long hard years of still strugglin
Survival got me buggin, but I'm alive on
I peep at the of the streets
And stay awake to the of the world cause shit is deep
A man with a dream plans to make C.R.E.A.M.
Which failed; I went to at the age of 15
A young buck sellin drugs and such who had much
Trying to get a clutch at what I not... could not...
The court played me short, now I incarceration
-- going up state's my destination
Handcuffed in of a bus, forty of us
as a shorty shouldn't be so ruff
But as the world turns I learned is hell
Living in the world no different a cell
Everyday I escape from Jakes givin chase, base
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 still depressed, and I ask it worth?
to give up so I seek the Old Earth
Who working hard may help you maintain
to learn to overcome the heartaches and
We got stickup kids, corrupt cops, and 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 shorty's running wild smokin drinkin beer
And ain't trying to hear I'm kickin in his ear
Neglected, but now, but yo, it to be accepted
That That life is hectic

-- 4X]

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

Cuz we can't get by no more
Word up, we gotta get over, up and down

-- 3X]

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