Luyện nghe bài hát I Grew Up On Wu-Tang

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

(Red Wallabies) Buzzing my Killa Beez
had my eyes chinky like Compton was the Philippines
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 city 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 banging in the
Niggas that used to talk shit even come around me
Reciting Method Man my celly just sit there
Niggas I been on the Wu before Ric Flair
Came home the hood, GX shining
Now these think I'm Lex Diamonds

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

I grew up on Wu-Tang, had my shoe game Liu Kang
Jordan 12's as hell, Michael Jordan flu game
Glass jar, Pyrex, obsessed with the flame
coupe, rubbing on them titties boy, 2 Chainz
Top of the food chain, niggas kill me
Cause I into the plug, I'm where the chronic and the pills 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 with the safe
And we had the stash spots with them red and tops
Chronic in the GLAAD lock, the dope spot
In the living room bagging shit up watching
Black Glock, crack bundled in my black socks
And my mama working late, skinny nigga weight
Let the circulate the Purple Tape

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