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

I grew up on the crime side, the New York Times
Staying was no jive
Had secondhands, bounced on old man
So then we moved to Shaolin
A young youth, yo, rocking the gold tooth, 'Lo
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) with my Killa Beez
Chronic had my chinky like Compton was the Philippines
prom, red suit, Tasha in that limousine
Tryna suck the head off my like a guillotine
in her mouth, then gave her some Listerine
Put a condom on and let her grind it a centipede
(Cash rules around me)
Before Dre found me, before my city me
Bummy lil nigga, pussy niggas to clown me
Had to my brother's clothes, them shits used to drown me
6 years now I'm banging in the county
Niggas that used to talk won't even come around me
Reciting Method Man my celly just sit there
Niggas know I been on the Wu before Ric
Came home through the hood, GX
Now bitches think I'm Lex Diamonds

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

I grew up on Wu-Tang, dope had my game Liu Kang
Jordan 12's as hell, Michael Jordan flu game
Glass jar, Pyrex, obsessed the blue flame
Lexus coupe, rubbing on them titties boy, 2
Top of the food chain, niggas kill me
I turned into the plug, I'm where the chronic and the pills be
RZA with the rings, Ol' Dirty with the
.38 revolvers, thirty-six chambers
Killah Ghostface, as the Rollie rotate
Daytons on the S-Class with the floor safe
And we had the stash with them red and blue tops
Chronic in the lock, the dope spot padlocked
In the living room shit up watching Matlock
Black Glock, crack rock in my black socks
And my mama working late, nigga serving weight
Let the chronic circulate the Purple

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)