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

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

(Red Wallabies) with my Killa Beez
Chronic had my eyes chinky like was the Philippines
prom, red suit, Tasha in that limousine
Tryna suck the head off my dick a guillotine
Came in her mouth, then gave her some
Put a condom on and let her grind it like a
(Cash rules everything 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 passed now I'm banging in the county
Niggas that used to talk won't even come around me
Reciting Method Man while my celly just sit
Niggas know I been on the Wu Ric Flair
Came home through the hood, GX
Now these bitches think I'm Lex

Nigga I grew up on
Nigga I up on Wu-Tang
(Cash everything around me)
(Cash everything 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, with the blue flame
coupe, rubbing on them titties boy, 2 Chainz
Top of the chain, niggas wanna kill me
Cause I 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 with the floor safe
And we had the spots with them red and blue tops
in the GLAAD lock, the dope spot padlocked
In the living room bagging shit up Matlock
Glock, crack rock bundled in my black socks
And my mama late, skinny nigga serving weight
Let the chronic circulate the Tape

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