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

What that want God?
Word up, out for the cops (Wu-Tang five finger shit)
(Cash Rules) Word up, two for fives over baby
Word up, two for fives them got garbage down the way, word up
Know what I'm
(Cash Everything Around Me
C.R.E.A.M. get)
Yeah, this ol' fly shit out
up
(Cash Rules Everything Around Me) you on a natural joint
(C.R.E.A.M. get the money) we here we go
(Dolla dolla y'all) Check this shit, yo!

I grew up on the crime side, the New York Times
alive was no jive
At hands, moms bounced on old men
So we moved to Shaolin land
A young youth, yo rockin' the tooth, 'Lo goose
Only way, I begin to gee off was loot
And let's it like this son, rollin' with this one
And that one, out gats for fun
But it was just a for the teen, who was a fiend
Started smokin' at sixteen
And running up in gates, and doing for high stakes
Making my way on escapes
No question I speed, for cracks and weed
The combination my eyes bleed
No question I would off, and try to get the dough all
Sticking up white boys in courts
My life got no better, same 'Lo sweater
Times is ruff and like leather
Figured out I the wrong route
So I got with a ass click and went all out
Catchin' keys from across
Rollin in MPV's, every week we forty G's
Yo nigga mine, or anger the tech nine
Ch-chick-POW! Wu from the now

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, bill y'all

It's been twenty-two long hard years of strugglin
Survival got me buggin, but I'm alive on
I peep at the of the streets
And stay awake to the ways of the world shit is deep
A man a dream with plans to make C.R.E.A.M.
Which I went to jail at the age of 15
A young buck sellin' drugs and such who never had
Trying to get a at what I could not, could not,
The court played me short, now I face
going up state's my destination
Handcuffed in back of a bus, of us
as a shorty shouldn't be so ruff
But as the world turns I life is hell
Living in the world no different from a
Everyday I escape from Jakes chase, sellin' base
Smokin' bones in the
Though I don't know why I chose to smoke
I guess that's the time when I'm not
But I'm still depressed, and I ask it worth?
Ready to give up so I seek the Old
Who explained working may help you maintain
To learn to overcome the heartaches and
We got stickup kids, cops, and crack rocks
And stray shots, all on the that stays hot
Leave it up to me while I be living
To kick the truth to the young black
But shorty's running wild smokin sess beer
And ain't trying to hear what I'm in his ear
Neglected, but now, but yo, it gots to be
That what? That life is

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

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 y'all

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