Luyện nghe bài hát I Grew Up On Wu-Tang

I grew up on the side, the New York Times side
alive was no jive
Had secondhands, Mom's on old man
So we moved to Shaolin land
A young youth, yo, the gold tooth, 'Lo goose
Only way I be gettin' the G off was drug
And let's start it like son
with this one and that one
(Bongo by the way)

(Red Wallabies) with my Killa Beez
Chronic had my eyes chinky like Compton was the
Junior prom, red suit, in that limousine
Tryna suck the head off my like a guillotine
Came in her mouth, then gave her some
Put a condom on and let her grind it like a
(Cash everything around me)
Before Dre found me, before my crowned me
Bummy lil nigga, pussy niggas used to me
Had to wear my brother's clothes, shits used to drown me
6 years passed now I'm in the county
Niggas that used to talk shit even come around me
Reciting Method Man while my celly sit there
Niggas know I on the Wu before Ric Flair
Came home the hood, GX shining
Now these bitches think I'm Lex

I grew up on Wu-Tang
Nigga I up on Wu-Tang
(Cash rules around me)
(Cash rules everything me)

I up on Wu-Tang, dope had my shoe game Liu Kang
Jordan 12's as hell, Michael Jordan flu game
jar, Pyrex, obsessed with the blue flame
Lexus coupe, rubbing on them titties boy, 2
Top of the food chain, niggas kill me
Cause I turned into the plug, I'm the chronic and the pills be
RZA the rings, Ol' Dirty with the stainless
Five .38 revolvers, thirty-six
Killah like Ghostface, as the rotate
Daytons on the S-Class with the floor safe
And we had the stash spots with them red and tops
in the GLAAD lock, the dope spot padlocked
In the living bagging shit up watching Matlock
Black Glock, rock bundled in my black socks
And my mama working late, skinny nigga serving
Let the chronic the Purple Tape

I up on Wu-Tang
I grew up on Wu-Tang
(Cash everything around me)
(Cash rules around me)
(C.R.E.A.M. get the money, dollar, bill y'all)