Luyện nghe bài hát C.r.e.a.m.

What nigga want God?
up, look out for the cops (Wu-Tang five finger shit)
(Cash Rules) Word up, two for over here baby
Word up, two for fives them niggas got garbage down the way, up
what I'm sayin'?
(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 y'all) Check this shit, yo!

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 drug
And let's start it like son, rollin' with this one
And that one, pullin' out 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 flow off, and try to get the dough all
Sticking up white boys in courts
My life got no better, same 'Lo sweater
Times is ruff and tuff like
out I went the wrong route
So I got with a ass click and went all out
Catchin' keys from across
Rollin in MPV's, week we made forty G's
Yo respect mine, or anger the tech nine
Ch-chick-POW! Wu the gate now

Cash, Rules, Everything, Around, Me
C.R.E.A.M.
Get the
Dollar, dollar bill

Cash, Rules, Everything, Around, Me
C.R.E.A.M.
Get the
Dollar, dollar y'all

been twenty-two long hard years of still strugglin
Survival got me buggin, but I'm on arrival
I at the shape of the streets
And stay awake to the ways of the world cause is deep
A man a dream with plans to make C.R.E.A.M.
Which failed I to jail at the age of 15
A young buck sellin' drugs and who never had much
Trying to get a clutch at what I could not, not,
The played me short, now I face incarceration
Pacin' up state's my destination
in back of a bus, forty of us
Life as a shorty be so ruff
But as the world turns I life is hell
Living in the world no different a cell
Everyday I escape Jakes givin' chase, sellin' base
Smokin' in the staircase
I don't know 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?
Ready to give up so I seek the Old
Who explained hard may help you maintain
To learn to overcome the and pain
We got kids, corrupt cops, and crack rocks
And shots, all on the block that stays hot
Leave it up to me while I be living
To kick the truth to the young black
But shorty's running wild smokin sess beer
And ain't to hear what I'm kickin in his ear
Neglected, but now, but yo, it to be accepted
That what? That is hectic

Cash, Rules, Everything, Around, Me
C.R.E.A.M.
Get the
Dollar, dollar y'all

Cash, Rules, Everything, Around, Me
C.R.E.A.M.
Get the
Dollar, dollar y'all

Cash, Rules, Everything, Around, Me
C.R.E.A.M.
Get the
Dollar, dollar bill

Cash, Rules, Everything, Around, Me
C.R.E.A.M.
Get the
Dollar, bill y'all