Luyện nghe bài hát C.R.E.A.M (DJ Green Lantern Remix)

What that nigga God?
Word up, look out for the cops (Wu-Tang five shit)
(Cash Rules) Word up, two for over here baby
Word up, two for fives them niggas got garbage the way, word up
Know what I'm
(Cash Rules Around Me
C.R.E.A.M. get)
Yeah, check ol' fly shit 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
alive was no jive
At second hands, bounced on old men
So then we to Shaolin land
A young youth, yo rockin' the gold tooth, 'Lo
Only way, I begin to gee off was loot
And let's start it like son, rollin' with this one
And that one, out gats for fun
But it was a dream for the teen, who was a fiend
Started smokin' woolies at
And up in gates, and doing hits for high stakes
Making my way on fire
No I would speed, for cracks and weed
The combination made my eyes
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
Times is and tuff like leather
out I went the wrong route
So I got with a sick ass click and all out
Catchin' from across seas
in MPV's, every week we made forty G's
Yo nigga respect mine, or the tech nine
Ch-chick-POW! Wu from the now

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

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

It's been twenty-two long hard of still strugglin
Survival got me buggin, but I'm on arrival
I at the shape of the streets
And stay awake to the ways of the cause shit is deep
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 drugs and such who never had much
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 shorty be so ruff
But as the turns I learned life is hell
Living in the world no different a cell
Everyday I from Jakes givin' chase, sellin' base
Smokin' in the staircase
Though I don't know why I chose to 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 may help you maintain
To to overcome the heartaches and pain
We got stickup kids, corrupt cops, and crack
And stray shots, all on the block that hot
Leave it up to me I be living proof
To kick the truth to the black youth
But shorty's running wild smokin sess drinkin'
And ain't trying to hear what I'm in his ear
Neglected, but now, but yo, it to be accepted
That what? That is hectic

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

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