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Wu‐Tang Clan - Clubland: Jump Around - C.R.E.A.M. (Cash Rules Everything Around Me)
Clubland: Jump Around
Disc 1
01. Jump Around
02. Ice Ice Baby
03. Push It
04. Gangsta's Paradise
05. Killing Me Softly With His Song
06. I Got 5 on It
07. Ride Wit Me
08. Always on Time
09. Regulate
10. It Was a Good Day
11. The Message
12. It's Tricky
13. Apache
14. Mama Said Knock You Out
15. Party Up
16. Flava in Ya Ear
17. (You Gotta) Fight for Your Right (To Party)
18. Baby Got Back
19. Who Let the Dogs Out
20. Here Comes the Hotstepper
Disc 2
01. In da Club
02. Crank That (Soulja Boy)
03. My Humps
04. Jump
05. Hip Hop Hooray
06. Ridin'
07. Get Back
08. Got Your Money
09. Woo-Ha!! (Got You All in Check)
10. 99 Problems
11. How We Do
12. Lollipop
13. Let Me Blow Ya Mind
14. Ignition Remix
15. What Would You Do
16. Buttons
17. Hypnotize
18. C.R.E.A.M. (Cash Rules Everything Around Me)
19. I Wish
20. Mistadobalina
Disc 3
01. U Can't Touch This
02. Hey Ya!
03. Super Bass
04. Black and Yellow
05. Live Your Life
06. Cupid's Chokehold / Breakfast in America
07. Insane in the Brain
08. Get Ur Freak On
09. You Can Do It
10. It Takes Two
11. Boom! Shake the Room
12. Rump Shaker
13. They Reminisce Over You
14. Juicy
15. Can I Kick It?
16. Express Yourself
17. The Breaks
18. Supersonic
19. The Humpty Dance (Mini-Hump Radix mix)
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What that nigga want God?
Word up, look out for the cops
(Cash Rules)
Word up, two for fives over here baby
Word up, two for fives them niggaz 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 shit 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
(Dollar, dollar bill y'all)
Check this shit, yo!
I grew up on the crime side, the New York Times side
Stayin' 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 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 the dream for the teen, who was a fiend
Started smokin' woolies at sixteen
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 ruff and tuff like leather
Figured out I went the wrong route
So I got with a sick ass click and went all out
Catchin' keys from across seas
Rollin' in MPV's, every week we made forty G's
Yo nigga respect mine, or anger the tech nine
Ch-chick-pow! Move 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 'cuz shit 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' drugs and such who never had much
Tryin' to get a clutch at what I could not
The court played me short, now I face incarceration
Pacin', goin' 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
Livin' 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 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, 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
(Niggas gots to do what they gotta do, to get a bill)
C.R.E.A.M., get the money
Dollar, dollar bill y'all
(Ya know what I'm sayin"?)
Cash Rules Everything Around Me
('Cuz we can't just get by no more)
C.R.E.A.M., get the money
Dollar, dollar bill y'all
(Word up, we gotta get over, straight up and down)
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
Cash Rules Everything Around Me
C.R.E.A.M., get the money
Dollar, dollar bill y'all, oh yeah