Luyện nghe bài hát C.R.E.A.M. (french version)

What that want God?
Word up, look out for the (Wu-Tang five finger shit)
(Cash Rules) Word up, two for over here baby
Word up, two for fives them niggas got garbage down the way, up
what I'm sayin'?
(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 bill y'all) this shit, yo!

I up on the crime side, the New York Times side
alive was no jive
At hands, moms bounced on old men
So then we to Shaolin land
A youth, yo rockin' the gold tooth, 'Lo goose
way, I begin to gee off was drug loot
And let's it like this son, rollin' with this one
And that one, out gats for fun
But it was a dream for the teen, who was a fiend
Started smokin' woolies at
And running up in gates, and doing hits for stakes
my way on fire escapes
No question I would speed, for 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 damn 'Lo
is ruff and tuff like leather
Figured out I went the wrong
So I got a sick ass click and went all out
Catchin' keys across seas
Rollin in MPV's, every we made 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 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 years of strugglin
Survival got me buggin, but I'm on arrival
I peep at the of the streets
And stay awake to the ways of the world shit is deep
A man with a with plans to make C.R.E.A.M.
Which failed I went to at the age of 15
A young buck drugs and such 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 my destination
in back of a bus, forty of us
Life as a shouldn't be so ruff
But as the world I learned life is hell
in the world no different from a cell
Everyday I from Jakes givin' chase, sellin' base
Smokin' bones in the
Though I don't know why I chose to sess
I guess that's the time I'm not depressed
But I'm depressed, and I ask what's it worth?
Ready to up so I seek the Old Earth
Who explained hard may help you maintain
To learn to overcome the heartaches and
We got stickup kids, corrupt cops, and crack
And stray shots, all on the that stays hot
Leave it up to me I be living proof
To kick the to the young black youth
But shorty's running wild smokin sess beer
And ain't to hear what I'm kickin in his ear
Neglected, but now, but yo, it gots to be
That what? 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, bill y'all

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, dollar y'all