Luyện nghe bài hát I Grew Up On Wu-Tang

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

(Red Wallabies) with my Killa Beez
Chronic had my eyes chinky like was the Philippines
Junior prom, red suit, Tasha in that
Tryna the head off my dick like a guillotine
Came in her mouth, then gave her some
Put a condom on and let her it like a centipede
(Cash rules around me)
Before Dre found me, before my city me
Bummy lil nigga, pussy niggas used to me
Had to wear my brother's clothes, them used to drown me
6 passed now I'm banging in the county
that used to talk shit won't even come around me
Reciting Method Man while my celly sit there
know I been on the Wu before Ric Flair
Came home through the hood, GX
Now bitches think I'm Lex Diamonds

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

I grew up on Wu-Tang, had my shoe game Liu Kang
Jordan 12's sick as hell, Jordan flu game
Glass jar, Pyrex, obsessed with the flame
Lexus coupe, rubbing on them titties boy, 2
Top of the food chain, 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, thirty-six
Killah Ghostface, as the Rollie rotate
Daytons on the S-Class equipped with the safe
And we had the stash spots with them red and tops
Chronic in the GLAAD lock, the spot padlocked
In the living room bagging shit up watching
Black Glock, crack rock in my black socks
And my mama working late, nigga serving weight
Let the chronic the Purple Tape

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