Luyện nghe bài hát I Grew Up On Wu-Tang [Explicit]

I grew up on the crime side, the New York side
alive was no jive
Had secondhands, Mom's on old man
So then we moved to land
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 this one and that one
(Bongo by the way)

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

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

I grew up on Wu-Tang, dope had my shoe game Liu
Jordan 12's sick as hell, Michael Jordan flu
jar, Pyrex, obsessed with 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 Ghostface, as the Rollie rotate
Daytons on the equipped with the floor safe
And we had the stash spots with them red and blue
in the GLAAD lock, the dope spot padlocked
In the living bagging shit up watching Matlock
Black Glock, crack rock bundled in my socks
And my mama working late, skinny nigga serving
Let the chronic circulate the Tape

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