Luyện nghe bài hát C.r.e.a.m./cream

[Intro: Raekwon the Chef, Method

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

(Cash Everything Around Me
C.R.E.A.M. get...)
Yeah, check ol fly shit out
up
(Cash Rules Everything Around Me) Take you on a joint
(C.R.E.A.M. get the money) Here we we go
(dolla dolla y'all) Check this shit, yo!

[Verse Raekwon the Chef]

I grew up on the crime side, the New York side
Staying was no jive
At second hands, moms on old men
So we moved to Shaolin land
A young youth, yo the gold tooth, 'Lo goose
Only way, I to gee off was drug loot
And let's it like this son, rollin with this one
And that one, 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 stakes
Making my way on escapes
No question I speed, for cracks and weed
The combination my eyes bleed
No question I would flow off, and try to get the all
Sticking up boys in ball courts
My life got no better, damn 'Lo sweater
Times is ruff and tuff leather
Figured out I the wrong route
So I got a sick ass click and went all out
Catchin keys from seas
Rollin in MPV's, every we made forty G's
Yo nigga respect mine, or anger the tech
Ch-chick-POW! Move the gate now

[Chorus: Method

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

[Verse Two: Inspector

It's been twenty-two long hard 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 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
-- going up state's my destination
Handcuffed in of a bus, forty of us
Life as a shouldn't be so ruff
But as the world turns I life is hell
Living in the world no from a cell
Everyday I escape from Jakes chase, sellin base
bones in the staircase
Though I know why I chose to smoke sess
I guess that's the time I'm not depressed
But I'm still depressed, and I ask what's it
to give up so I seek the Old Earth
Who explained working hard may you maintain
to learn to overcome the heartaches and
We got stickup kids, corrupt cops, and crack
and stray shots, all on the block that hot
Leave it up to me while I be living
To the truth to the young black youth
But running wild smokin sess drinkin beer
And ain't trying to what I'm kickin in his ear
Neglected, but now, but yo, it to be accepted
That what? life is hectic

-- 4X]

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

Cuz we can't just get by no
Word up, we get over, straight up and down

-- 3X]

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