Luyện nghe bài hát C.R.E.A.M (DJ Green Lantern Remix)

What that nigga want
Word up, look out for the (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 Everything Around 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!

I grew up on the crime side, the New York Times
Staying alive was no
At second hands, bounced on old men
So then we to Shaolin land
A young youth, yo rockin' the gold tooth, 'Lo
Only way, I to gee off was drug loot
And let's start it 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' woolies at
And running up in gates, and doing hits for high
my way on fire escapes
No question I would speed, for and weed
The made my eyes bleed
No question I would off, and try to get the dough all
up white boys in ball courts
My life got no better, same 'Lo sweater
is ruff and tuff like leather
Figured out I went the route
So I got with a sick ass and went all out
Catchin' keys from seas
Rollin in MPV's, every week we made G's
Yo nigga respect mine, or anger the tech
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 bill

It's been twenty-two long hard years of still
got me buggin, but I'm alive on arrival
I peep at the shape of the
And stay awake to the ways of the world shit is deep
A man with a dream plans to make C.R.E.A.M.
Which failed I to jail at the age of 15
A young buck sellin' and such who never had much
Trying to get a at what I could not, could not,
The court played me short, now I incarceration
going up state's my destination
Handcuffed in of a bus, forty of us
Life as a shouldn't be so ruff
But as the world turns I learned life is
Living in the no different from a cell
Everyday I escape from 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?
to give 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 that stays hot
Leave it up to me while I be living
To kick the to the young black youth
But shorty's running smokin sess drinkin' beer
And trying to hear what I'm kickin in his ear
Neglected, but now, but yo, it to be accepted
That what? life is hectic

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

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