Luyện nghe bài hát I Grew Up On Wu-Tang

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

(Red Wallabies) with my Killa Beez
Chronic had my eyes like Compton was the Philippines
prom, red suit, Tasha 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 rules around me)
Before Dre found me, before my city me
Bummy lil nigga, pussy used to clown me
Had to wear my brother's clothes, them shits used to me
6 years passed now I'm banging in the
Niggas that used to talk shit even come around me
Reciting Method Man my celly just sit there
Niggas know I been on the Wu Ric Flair
home through the hood, GX shining
Now these bitches I'm Lex Diamonds

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

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

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