Wu-Tang Clan — C.R.E.A.M.

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What that nigga want, God?
Word up, look out for the cops though
What that nigga want, God?
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’?
What that nigga want, God?
Yeah, check this old fly shit out, word up
Cash rules everything around me
CREAM get the money, What that nigga want, God?
Take you on a natural joint
Here we here we go, check this shit, yoWhat that nigga want, God?
What that nigga want, God?
What that nigga want, God?
Had secondhands, Mom’s bounced on old man
So then we moved to Shaolin land
What that nigga want, God?
What that nigga want, God?
And let’s start it like this, son
Rollin’ with this one and that one
What that nigga want, God?
What that nigga want, God?
What that nigga want, God?
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
What that nigga want, God?
What that nigga want, God?
What that nigga want, God?
Figured out I went the wrong route
So I got with a sick-ass clique and went all out
What that nigga want, God?
What that nigga want, God?
What that nigga want, God?
What that nigga want, God?
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’allWhat that nigga want, God?
It’s been twenty-two long hard years, I’m still strugglin’
Survival got me buggin’, but I’m alive on arrival
What that nigga want, God?
What that nigga want, God?
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
What that nigga want, God?
Pacin’, goin’ upstate’s my destination
What that nigga want, God?
What that nigga want, God?
What that nigga want, God?
What that nigga want, God?
Every day I escape from Jakes givin’ chase
Sellin’ base, What that nigga want, God?
Though I don’t know why I chose to smoke sess
I guess that’s the time when I’m not depressed
What that nigga want, God?
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
What that nigga want, God?
Leave it up to me while I be livin’ proof
To kick the truth to the young black youth
What that nigga want, God?
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

[Chorus: Method Man]
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

[Bridge: Inspectah Deck]
Niggas got to do what they got to do
To get through, know what I’m sayin’?
Because you can’t just get by no more
Word up, you gotta get over, straight up and down

[Chorus: Method Man]
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