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

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

(Cash Everything Around Me
C.R.E.A.M. get...)
Yeah, check this ol fly out
up
(Cash Everything Around Me) Take you on a natural joint
(C.R.E.A.M. get the money) Here we we go
(dolla bill y'all) Check this shit, yo!
Verse One: Raekwon the
I grew up on the crime side, the New Times side
alive was no jive
At hands, moms bounced on old men
So then we moved to land
A young youth, yo rockin the gold tooth, 'Lo
Only way, I to gee off was drug loot
And let's it like this son, rollin with this one
And that one, pullin out for fun
But it was just a for the teen, who was a fiend
Started smokin at sixteen
And running up in gates, and doing hits for stakes
my way on fire escapes
No question I speed, for cracks and weed
The combination made my bleed
No question I would off, and try to get the dough all
Sticking up boys in ball courts
My life got no better, same damn 'Lo
Times is and tuff like leather
out I went the wrong route
So I got a sick ass click and went all out
Catchin from across seas
Rollin in MPV's, every we made forty G's
Yo nigga respect mine, or the tech nine
Ch-chick-POW! Move the gate now
Chorus: Man
Cash, Rules, Everything, Around, Me
C.R.E.A.M.
Get the
Dollar, dollar y'all
Two: Inspector Deck
It's been twenty-two long hard of still strugglin
Survival got me buggin, but I'm on arrival
I peep at the of the streets
And awake to the ways of the world cause shit is deep
A man a dream with plans to make C.R.E.A.M.
failed; I went to jail at the age of 15
A young sellin drugs and such who never had much
Trying to get a clutch at I could not... could not...
The played me short, now I face incarceration
Pacin -- going up my destination
Handcuffed in back of a bus, of us
Life as a shouldn't be so ruff
But as the turns I learned life is hell
Living in the world no from a cell
Everyday I escape from givin chase, sellin base
Smokin bones in the
Though I don't why I chose to smoke sess
I guess that's the time I'm not depressed
But I'm depressed, and I ask what's it worth?
to give up so I seek the Old Earth
Who explained working may help you maintain
to learn to overcome the and pain
We got stickup kids, corrupt cops, and rocks
and stray shots, all on the that stays hot
Leave it up to me while I be living
To kick the to the young black youth
But shorty's running wild sess drinkin beer
And ain't to hear what I'm kickin in his ear
Neglected, but now, but yo, it to be accepted
That That life is hectic

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

'cause we can't just get by no
Word up, we gotta get over, up and down
-- 3X
Cash Rules Around Me
C.R.E.A.M.
get the
Dolla dolla bill y'aauhhhaaaauhhhhahhhauhhhhll,