文本歌词

What that n***a want God
Word up look out for the cops
Wu Tang five finger s**t
Cash Rules
Word up two for fives over here baby
Word up two for fives them n***as got garbage down the way word up
Know what I'm sayin'
Cash Rules Everything Around Me
C R E A M get
Yeah check this ol' fly s**t out
Word up
Cash Rules Everything Around Me
Take you on a natural joint
C R E A M get the money
Here we here we go
Dolla dolla bill y'all
Check this s**t yo
I grew up on the crime side the New York Times side
Staying alive was no jive
At second hands moms bounced on old men
So then we moved to Shaolin land
A young youth yo rockin' the gold tooth 'Lo goose
Only way I begin to gee off was d**g 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 sixteen
And running up in gates and doing hits for high stakes
Making my way on fire escapes
No question I would speed for cracks and w**d
The combination made my eyes bleed
No question I would flow off and try to get the dough all
Sticking up white boys in ball courts
My life got no better same d**n 'Lo sweater
Times is ruff and tuff like leather
Figured out I went the wrong route
So I got with a sick a*s click and went all out
Catchin' keys from across seas
Rollin in MPV's every week we made forty G's
Yo n***a respect mine or anger the tech nine
Ch chick POW Wu from the gate now
Cash Rules Everything Around Me
C R E A M
Get the money
Dollar dollar bill y'all
Cash Rules Everything Around Me
C R E A M
Get the money
Dollar dollar bill y'all
It's been twenty two long hard years of 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 s**t is deep
A man with a dream with plans to make C R E A M
Which failed I went to jail at the age of 15
A young buck sellin' d**gs and such who never had much
Trying to get a clutch at what I could not could not
The court played me short now I face incarceration
Pacin' going up state's my destination
Handcuffed in back of a bus forty of us
Life as a shorty shouldn't be so ruff
But as the world turns I learned life is hell
Living in the world no different from a cell
Everyday 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 working hard may help you maintain
To learn to overcome the heartaches and pain
We got stickup kids corrupt cops and crack rocks
And stray shots all on the block that stays hot
Leave it up to me while I be living proof
To kick the truth to the young black youth
But shorty's running wild smokin sess drinkin' beer
And ain't trying to hear what I'm kickin in his ear
Neglected but now but yo it gots to be accepted
That what That life is hectic
Cash Rules Everything Around Me
C R E A M
Get the money
Dollar dollar bill y'all
Cash Rules Everything Around Me
C R E A M
Get the money
Dollar dollar bill y'all
Cash Rules Everything Around Me
C R E A M
Get the money
Dollar dollar bill y'all
Cash Rules Everything Around Me
C R E A M
Get the money
Dollar dollar bill y'all