Luyện nghe bài hát I Grew Up On Wu-Tang [Explicit]

I grew up on the side, the New York Times side
Staying was no jive
Had secondhands, bounced on old man
So then we moved to land
A young youth, yo, rocking the tooth, 'Lo goose
Only way I be gettin' the G off was drug
And let's it like this son
Rolling with this one and one
(Bongo by the way)

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

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

I grew up on Wu-Tang, dope had my game Liu Kang
Jordan 12's sick as hell, Michael Jordan flu
Glass jar, Pyrex, with the blue flame
Lexus coupe, rubbing on them 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 the rings, Ol' Dirty with the stainless
Five .38 revolvers, chambers
Killah Ghostface, as the Rollie rotate
Daytons on the equipped with the floor safe
And we had the stash spots with them red and blue
Chronic in the lock, the dope spot padlocked
In the living room bagging shit up watching
Black Glock, crack bundled in my black socks
And my working late, skinny nigga serving weight
Let the chronic circulate the Purple

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