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

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

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

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

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

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