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

What that want God?
Word up, look out for the cops (Wu-Tang finger shit)
(Cash Rules) Word up, two for fives here baby
Word up, two for fives niggas got garbage down the way, word up
Know what I'm
(Cash Rules Everything Me
C.R.E.A.M. get)
Yeah, check this ol' fly 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) Check shit, yo!

I grew up on the crime side, the New York Times
Staying was no jive
At hands, moms bounced on old men
So then we moved to land
A youth, yo rockin' the gold tooth, 'Lo goose
Only way, I begin to gee off was drug
And let's start it like this son, with this one
And one, pullin' out gats for fun
But it was just a for the teen, who was a fiend
Started woolies at sixteen
And running up in gates, and hits for high stakes
my way on fire escapes
No question I would speed, for cracks and
The combination made my bleed
No I would flow off, and try to get the dough all
Sticking up boys in ball courts
My life got no better, same 'Lo sweater
Times is ruff and like leather
Figured out I went the route
So I got with a sick ass and went all out
Catchin' keys across seas
in MPV's, every week we made forty G's
Yo respect 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 still
got me buggin, but I'm alive 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 plans to make C.R.E.A.M.
failed I went to jail at the age of 15
A young buck sellin' drugs and such who never had
Trying to get a clutch at what I not, could 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 shouldn't be so
But as the world turns I life is hell
in the world no different from a cell
Everyday I escape Jakes givin' chase, sellin' base
Smokin' in the staircase
I don't 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 it worth?
Ready to give up so I the Old Earth
Who explained hard may help you maintain
To to overcome the heartaches and pain
We got kids, corrupt cops, and crack rocks
And stray shots, all on the that stays hot
Leave it up to me while I be proof
To kick the truth to the young youth
But shorty's running smokin sess drinkin' beer
And trying to hear what 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, 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