Luyện nghe bài hát I Grew Up On Wu-Tang

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

(Red Wallabies) Buzzing with my Beez
Chronic had my chinky like Compton was the Philippines
Junior prom, red suit, Tasha in limousine
suck the head off my dick like a guillotine
Came in her mouth, gave her some Listerine
Put a condom on and let her it like a centipede
(Cash everything around me)
Before Dre me, before my city crowned me
Bummy lil nigga, pussy niggas to clown me
Had to my brother's clothes, them shits used to drown me
6 years passed now I'm in the county
Niggas that to talk shit won't even come around me
Reciting Method Man while my just sit there
Niggas I been on the Wu before Ric Flair
Came through the hood, GX shining
Now these bitches think I'm Lex

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

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

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