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 finger shit)
(Cash Rules) up, two for fives over here baby
Word up, two for fives them got garbage down 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 Me) Take you on a natural joint
(C.R.E.A.M. get the money) Here we we go
(Dolla dolla bill y'all) this shit, yo!

I grew up on the side, the New York Times side
alive was no jive
At second hands, moms on old men
So then we moved to land
A young youth, yo the gold tooth, 'Lo goose
Only way, I to gee off was drug loot
And start it like this son, rollin' with this one
And that one, pullin' out for fun
But it was just a dream for the teen, who was a
Started woolies at sixteen
And up in gates, and doing hits for high stakes
Making my way on escapes
No I would speed, for cracks and weed
The combination made my bleed
No question I flow off, and try to get the dough all
Sticking up boys in ball courts
My life got no better, same damn 'Lo
Times is and tuff like leather
Figured out I the wrong route
So I got with a ass click and went all out
Catchin' keys from seas
Rollin in MPV's, every week we forty G's
Yo respect mine, or anger the tech nine
Ch-chick-POW! Wu the gate 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, dollar bill

It's been twenty-two long hard years of still
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 cause is deep
A man with a dream with plans to C.R.E.A.M.
failed I went to jail at the age of 15
A young buck sellin' drugs and who never had much
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 of a bus, forty of us
Life as a shouldn't be so ruff
But as the world turns I learned is hell
in the world no different from a cell
Everyday I escape Jakes givin' chase, sellin' base
bones in the staircase
Though I don't why I chose to smoke sess
I guess the time 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 learn to overcome the heartaches and
We got kids, corrupt cops, and crack rocks
And stray shots, all on the that stays hot
it up to me while I be living proof
To kick the truth to the young youth
But shorty's running wild smokin sess drinkin'
And ain't trying to what I'm kickin in his ear
Neglected, but now, but yo, it gots to be
what? That life is hectic

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 bill

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