Luyện nghe bài hát Wu-Tang Clan- "C.R.E.A.M."

Intro: the Chef, Method Man
What nigga want God?
Word up, look out for the cops [Wu-Tang five shit]
(Cash Rules) up, two for fives over here baby
Word up, two for fives them niggaz got garbage the way, word up

(Cash Everything Around Me
C.R.E.A.M. get...)
Yeah, check this ol fly out
up
(Cash Rules Everything Around Me) Take you on a natural
(C.R.E.A.M. get the money) we here we go
(dolla bill y'all) Check this shit, yo!
Verse One: Raekwon the
I grew up on the crime side, the New York side
Staying was no jive
At second hands, moms on old men
So we moved to Shaolin land
A young youth, yo rockin the tooth, 'Lo goose
Only way, I begin to gee off was drug
And let's start it like son, rollin with this one
And that one, out gats for fun
But it was a dream for the teen, who was a fiend
Started smokin woolies at
And running up in gates, and doing hits for high
my way on fire escapes
No I would speed, for cracks and weed
The combination made my bleed
No question I would flow off, and try to get the all
Sticking up white in ball courts
My life got no better, damn 'Lo sweater
Times is ruff and tuff like
out I went the wrong route
So I got with a sick ass click and all out
Catchin keys from seas
in MPV's, every week we made forty G's
Yo nigga respect mine, or anger the tech
Ch-chick-POW! from the gate now
Chorus: Man
Cash, Rules, Everything, Around, Me
C.R.E.A.M.
Get the
Dollar, bill y'all
Two: Inspector Deck
It's been long hard years of still strugglin
Survival got me buggin, but I'm alive on
I peep at the shape of the
And stay awake to the of the world cause shit is deep
A man with a dream with to make C.R.E.A.M.
Which failed; I to jail at the age of 15
A young buck sellin drugs and such who had much
to get a clutch at what I could not... could not...
The played me short, now I face incarceration
-- going up state's my destination
Handcuffed in of a bus, forty of us
as a shorty shouldn't be so ruff
But as the world turns I life is hell
Living in the no different from a cell
I escape from Jakes givin chase, sellin base
Smokin bones in the
Though I don't know why I chose to smoke
I guess that's the time when I'm not
But I'm depressed, and I ask what's it worth?
Ready to up so I seek the Old Earth
Who explained working hard may help you
to learn to overcome the heartaches and
We got stickup kids, cops, and crack rocks
and stray shots, all on the block stays hot
it up to me while I be living proof
To kick the to the young black youth
But shorty's running wild sess drinkin beer
And ain't trying to what I'm kickin in his ear
Neglected, but now, but yo, it to be accepted
what? That life is hectic

-- 4X
Niggas gots to do what gotta do, to get a bill

'cause we just get by no more
up, we gotta get over, straight up and down
-- 3X
Cash Rules Around Me
C.R.E.A.M.
get the
Dolla dolla y'aauhhhaaaauhhhhahhhauhhhhll, YEAH