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

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

(Red Wallabies) Buzzing my Killa Beez
Chronic had my eyes like Compton was the Philippines
Junior prom, red suit, Tasha in limousine
Tryna suck the head off my dick a guillotine
Came in her mouth, then her some Listerine
Put a condom on and let her grind it a centipede
(Cash rules everything me)
Before Dre found me, my city crowned me
Bummy lil nigga, pussy used to clown me
Had to wear my brother's clothes, them used to drown me
6 years now I'm banging in the county
Niggas used to talk shit won't even come around me
Reciting Man while my celly 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

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

I grew up on Wu-Tang, dope had my game Liu Kang
Jordan sick as hell, Michael Jordan flu game
jar, Pyrex, obsessed with the blue flame
Lexus coupe, rubbing on them titties boy, 2
Top of the food chain, niggas kill me
Cause I turned into the plug, I'm where the chronic and the be
RZA with the rings, Ol' Dirty the stainless
.38 revolvers, thirty-six chambers
Killah like Ghostface, as the Rollie
Daytons on the S-Class equipped with the floor
And we had the stash spots with them red and tops
Chronic in the GLAAD lock, the dope spot
In the living bagging shit up watching Matlock
Black Glock, crack rock bundled in my black
And my mama working late, skinny nigga weight
Let the chronic circulate the Tape

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