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

What that nigga want
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 niggas got garbage down the way, word up
Know I'm sayin'?
(Cash Rules Everything 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) Here we we go
(Dolla dolla bill y'all) this shit, yo!

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

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

It's been twenty-two long hard years of still
Survival got me buggin, but I'm alive on
I peep at the shape of the
And stay awake to the ways of the world cause shit is
A man with a dream with 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 never had
Trying to get a at what I could not, could not,
The court played me short, now I incarceration
Pacin' going up my destination
Handcuffed in back of a bus, of us
Life as a shorty be so ruff
But as the world I learned life is hell
Living in the no different from a cell
Everyday I escape from Jakes givin' chase, sellin'
Smokin' bones in the
Though I know why I chose to smoke sess
I guess the time when I'm not depressed
But I'm depressed, and I ask what's it worth?
Ready to give up so I seek the Old
Who working hard may help you maintain
To learn to overcome the and pain
We got kids, corrupt cops, and crack 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 black youth
But running wild smokin sess drinkin' beer
And ain't trying to hear I'm kickin in his ear
Neglected, but now, but yo, it to be accepted
That what? life 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, 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