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 then we moved to Shaolin
A youth, yo, rocking the gold tooth, 'Lo goose
Only way I be gettin' the G off was drug
And let's it like this son
with this one and that one
(Bongo by the way)

(Red Wallabies) Buzzing with my Killa
Chronic had my eyes 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, then gave her Listerine
Put a condom on and let her grind it like a
(Cash rules everything me)
Dre found me, before my city crowned me
Bummy lil nigga, pussy niggas used to me
Had to wear my brother's clothes, them used to drown me
6 years passed now I'm banging in the
Niggas that used to talk won't even come around me
Reciting Method Man my celly just sit there
Niggas know I on the Wu before Ric Flair
Came home through the hood, GX
Now these bitches think I'm Lex

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

I grew up on Wu-Tang, had my shoe game Liu Kang
Jordan 12's sick as hell, Michael flu game
Glass jar, Pyrex, obsessed the blue flame
Lexus coupe, rubbing on titties boy, 2 Chainz
Top of the food chain, niggas kill me
Cause I turned into the plug, I'm the chronic and the pills be
RZA with the rings, Ol' with the stainless
Five .38 revolvers, chambers
Killah like Ghostface, as the rotate
on the S-Class equipped with the floor 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, rock bundled in my black socks
And my mama working late, skinny nigga weight
Let the chronic the Purple Tape

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