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

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

(Cash Rules Everything Me
C.R.E.A.M. get...)
Yeah, check this ol fly out
up
(Cash Rules Everything Around Me) you on a natural joint
(C.R.E.A.M. get the money) we here we go
(dolla dolla bill y'all) this shit, yo!
One: Raekwon the Chef
I grew up on the side, the New York Times side
alive was no jive
At second hands, bounced on old men
So then we moved to land
A youth, yo rockin the gold tooth, 'Lo goose
Only way, I begin to gee off was loot
And let's start it like this son, rollin with one
And that one, out gats for fun
But it was just a dream for the teen, who was a
Started woolies at sixteen
And running up in gates, and hits for high stakes
my way on fire escapes
No question I would speed, for cracks and
The combination made my eyes
No question I would flow off, and try to get the all
Sticking up boys in ball courts
My life got no better, same damn 'Lo
Times is ruff and tuff leather
out I went the wrong route
So I got with a sick ass click and all out
Catchin from across seas
Rollin in MPV's, every we made forty G's
Yo respect mine, or anger the tech nine
Ch-chick-POW! from the gate now
Chorus: Man
Cash, Rules, Everything, Around, Me
C.R.E.A.M.
Get the
Dollar, dollar y'all
Verse Inspector Deck
It's been twenty-two long hard of still strugglin
got me buggin, but I'm alive on arrival
I at the shape of the streets
And stay awake to the ways of the world 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 drugs and such who never had much
Trying to get a clutch at what I could not... 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 learned life is
Living in the world no different a cell
Everyday I escape from Jakes givin chase, base
Smokin bones in the
Though I don't why I chose to smoke sess
I that's the time when I'm not depressed
But I'm still depressed, and I ask what's it
to give up so I seek the Old Earth
Who explained hard may help you maintain
to learn to the heartaches and pain
We got stickup kids, corrupt cops, and crack
and shots, all on the block that stays hot
Leave it up to me while I be proof
To kick the truth to the young youth
But shorty's running wild smokin sess beer
And ain't trying to what I'm kickin in his ear
Neglected, but now, but yo, it to be accepted
That what? life is hectic

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

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