ฟังเพลงC.R.E.A.M. (Cash Rules Everything Around Me) (Radio Edit)

Song: C.R.E.A.M. (Radio Edit)

Artist: Wu Tang Clan

Written：Wu-Tang Clan

Cash rules

Word up, two for fives over here, baby

Word up, two for fives,

niggas got garbage down the way

Word up, know what I'm sayin'?

Cash rules everything around me, CREAM get-

Yeah, check this old fly shit out, word up

Cash rules everything around me

CREAM get the money, dollar dollar bill, y'all

I grew up on the crime side,

the New York Times side

Stayin' alive was no jive

Had secondhands,

Mom's bounced on old man

So then we moved to Shaolin land

A young youth, yo,

rockin' the gold tooth, 'Lo goose

Only way I begin the G off was drug loot

And let's start it like this, son

Rollin' with this one and that one

Pullin' out gats for fun

But it was just a dream

for the teen who was a fiend

Started smokin' woolies at 16

And runnin' up in gates

and doin' hits for high stakes

Makin' my way on fire escapes

No question I would speed for cracks and weed

The combination made my eyes bleed

No question I would flow off

and try to get the dough all

Stickin' up white boys in ball courts

My life got no better, same damn 'Lo sweater

Times is rough and tough like leather

Figured out I went the wrong route

So I got with a sick-ass clique and went all out

Catchin' keys from 'cross seas

Rollin' in MPV's, every week we made forty G's

Yo, nigga, respect mine, or here go the TEC-9

Ch-chick-POW! Move from the gate now!

Cash rules everything around me

CREAM, get the money

Dollar dollar bill, y'all

Cash rules everything around me

CREAM, get the money

Dollar dollar bill, y'all

It's been twenty-two long hard years,

I'm still strugglin'

Survival got me buggin', but I'm alive on arrival

I peep at the shape of the streets

And stay awake to the ways

of the world 'cause shit is deep

A man with a dream with plans to make cream

Which failed; I went to jail at the age of fifteen

A young buck sellin' drugs and such,

who never had much

Tryin' to get a clutch at what I could not touch

The court played me short,

now I face incarceration

Pacin', goin' upstate's my destination

Handcuffed in the back of a bus, forty of us

Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough

But as the world turned I learned life is hell

Livin' in the world no different from a cell

Every day I escape from Jakes givin' chase

Sellin' base, smokin' bones in the staircase

Though I don't know why I chose to smoke sess

I guess that's the time when I'm not depressed

But I'm still depressed, and I ask: what's it worth?

Ready to give up so I seek the old Earth

Who explained workin' hard

may help you maintain

To learn to overcome the heartaches and pain

We got stick-up kids,

corrupt cops, and crack rocks

And stray shots, all on the block that stays hot

Leave it up to me while I be livin' proof

To kick the truth to the young black youth

But shorty's runnin' wild,

smokin' sess, drinkin' beer

And ain't tryin' to hear what I'm kickin' in his ear

Neglected for now, but yo,

it gots to be accepted

That what? That life is hectic

Cash rules everything around me

CREAM, get the money

Dollar dollar bill, y'all

Cash rules everything around me

CREAM, get the money

Dollar dollar bill, y'all

Cash rules everything around me

CREAM, get the money

Dollar dollar bill, y'all

Cash rules everything around me

CREAM, get the money

Dollar dollar bill, y'all

Cash rules everything around me

CREAM, get the money

Dollar dollar bill, y'all

Cash rules everything around me

CREAM, get the money

Dollar dollar bill, y'all

Cash rules everything around me

CREAM, get the money

Dollar dollar bill, y'all

Cash rules everything around me

CREAM, get the money

Dollar dollar bill, y'all