Luyện nghe bài hát I Grew Up On Wu-Tang

I grew up on the crime side, the New York side
Staying was no jive
Had secondhands, Mom's on old man
So then we to Shaolin land
A youth, yo, rocking the gold tooth, 'Lo goose
way I be gettin' the G off was drug loot
And let's start it like son
Rolling this one and that one
(Bongo by the way)

(Red Wallabies) Buzzing my Killa Beez
Chronic had my eyes like Compton was the Philippines
Junior prom, red suit, in that limousine
Tryna suck the head off my dick a guillotine
Came in her mouth, then gave her Listerine
Put a on and let her grind it like a centipede
(Cash rules around me)
Before Dre found me, before my crowned me
Bummy lil nigga, niggas used to clown me
Had to wear my brother's clothes, shits used to drown me
6 passed now I'm banging in the county
Niggas that used to shit won't even come around me
Method Man while my celly just sit there
Niggas I been on the Wu before Ric Flair
home through the hood, GX shining
Now these bitches think I'm Lex

I grew up on Wu-Tang
Nigga I up on Wu-Tang
(Cash rules around me)
(Cash rules everything me)

I up on Wu-Tang, dope had my shoe game Liu Kang
Jordan 12's sick as hell, Michael Jordan flu
Glass jar, Pyrex, obsessed with the blue
Lexus coupe, on them titties boy, 2 Chainz
Top of the chain, niggas wanna kill me
Cause I into the plug, I'm where the chronic and the pills be
RZA with the rings, Ol' Dirty with the
Five .38 revolvers, thirty-six
Killah Ghostface, as the Rollie rotate
on the S-Class equipped with the floor safe
And we had the stash with them red and blue tops
in the GLAAD lock, the dope spot padlocked
In the living room bagging up watching Matlock
Black Glock, crack bundled in my black socks
And my mama working late, nigga serving weight
Let the chronic circulate the Purple

I grew up on
I grew up on Wu-Tang
(Cash rules around me)
(Cash everything around me)
(C.R.E.A.M. get the money, dollar, bill y'all)