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

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

(Red Wallabies) Buzzing 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 like a
Came in her mouth, then her some Listerine
Put a on and let her grind it like a centipede
(Cash rules around me)
Before Dre found me, my city crowned me
Bummy lil nigga, pussy used to clown me
Had to wear my brother's clothes, shits used to drown me
6 years now I'm banging in the county
Niggas that used to talk shit won't even come me
Reciting Method Man while my celly just sit
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 up on Wu-Tang
(Cash everything around me)
(Cash rules everything me)

I grew up on Wu-Tang, dope had my shoe Liu Kang
Jordan sick as hell, Michael Jordan flu game
Glass jar, Pyrex, obsessed with the flame
Lexus coupe, rubbing on titties boy, 2 Chainz
Top of the food chain, niggas 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 like Ghostface, as the Rollie
Daytons on the S-Class equipped with the floor
And we had the stash with them red and blue tops
Chronic in the lock, the dope spot padlocked
In the living room bagging 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 up on Wu-Tang
Nigga I grew up on
(Cash rules everything me)
(Cash everything around me)
(C.R.E.A.M. get the money, dollar, dollar y'all)