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

What that nigga God?
up, look out for the cops (Wu-Tang five finger shit)
(Cash Rules) Word up, two for fives over 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, this ol' fly shit out
up
(Cash Rules Around Me) Take 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 up on the crime side, the New York Times side
Staying was no jive
At hands, moms bounced on old men
So we moved to Shaolin land
A young youth, yo rockin' the gold tooth, 'Lo
Only way, I begin to gee off was drug
And let's start it this son, rollin' with this one
And that one, pullin' out 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 hits for high
Making my way on fire
No question I would speed, for cracks and
The combination made my eyes
No question I would off, and try to get the dough all
Sticking up white in ball courts
My life got no better, same 'Lo sweater
is ruff and tuff like leather
Figured out I went the wrong
So I got with a sick ass click and all out
keys from across seas
Rollin in MPV's, every week we made 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, bill 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
got me buggin, but I'm alive on arrival
I peep at the shape of the
And stay to the ways of the world cause shit is deep
A man a dream with plans to make C.R.E.A.M.
Which failed I 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 played me short, now I face incarceration
Pacin' going up state's my
Handcuffed in of a bus, forty of us
Life as a shorty 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 givin' chase, base
Smokin' in the staircase
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?
to give up so I seek the Old Earth
Who working hard may help you maintain
To to overcome the heartaches and pain
We got stickup kids, cops, and crack rocks
And stray shots, all on the block that hot
Leave it up to me while I be proof
To kick the truth to the black youth
But shorty's wild smokin sess drinkin' beer
And ain't trying to what I'm kickin in his ear
Neglected, but now, but yo, it to be accepted
what? That 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, dollar bill

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