Wu-Tang Clan - C.R.E.A.M.

Wu-Tang Clan - C.R.E.A.M.

Wu-Tang Clan's official music video for 'C.R.E.A.M.'. Click to listen to Wu-Tang Clan on Spotify: http://smarturl.it/WTCSpotify?IQid=WTCCREAM As featured on The Essential. Click to buy the track or album via iTunes: http://smarturl.it/WTCEiTunes?IQid=WTCCREAM Google Play: http://smarturl.it/WTCCREAMplay?IQid=WTCCREAM Amazon: http://smarturl.it/WTCEaz?IQid=WTCCREAM More from Wu-Tang Clan Method Man: https://youtu.be/PEnwXYJcSZc Da Mystery Of Chessboxin': https://youtu.be/pJk0p-98Xzc Gravel Pit: https://youtu.be/Of-lpfsBR8U More great Classic R&B videos here: http://smarturl.it/ClassicRNB?IQid=WTCCREAM Follow Wu-Tang Clan Website: http://www.wutangclan.com/ Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/wutangclan Twitter: https://twitter.com/wutangclan Instagram: https://instagram.com/wutangbrand/ Subscribe to Wu-Tang Clan on YouTube: http://smarturl.it/WTCSub?IQid=WTCCREAM --------- Lyrics: (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 Had second hands, moms 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 to 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 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 weed The combination made my eyes bleed No question I would flow off, and try to get the dough off Sticking 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 tight clique and went all out Catchin keys from across seas Rollin in MPV's, every week we made forty G's Yo brothas respect mine, or anger the tech nine Ch-POW! Move from the gate now

wu-tang clan - c.r.e.a.m.

wu-tang clan - c.r.e.a.m.

wu-tang clan - c.r.e.a.m. album version Intro: Raekwon the Chef, Method Man What that nigga want God? Word up, look out for the cops [Wu-Tang five finger shit] (Cash Rules) Word up, two for fives over here baby Word up, two for fives them niggaz got garbage down the way, word up KnowhatI'msayin? (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 (dolla dolla bill y'all) Check this shit, yo! Verse One: Raekwon the Chef 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 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 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 weed 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 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 Chorus: Method Man Cash, Rules, Everything, Around, Me C.R.E.A.M. Get the money Dollar, dollar bill y'all Verse Two: Inspector Deck 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 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 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 Outro: Chorus -- 4X Niggas gots to do what they gotta do, to get a bill YaknowhatI'msayin? Cuz we can't just get by no more Word up, we gotta get over, straight up and down Chorus -- 3X Cash Rules Everything Around Me C.R.E.A.M. get the money Dolla dolla bill y'aauhhhaaaauhhhhahhhauhhhhll, YEAH

C.R.E.A.M.

C.R.E.A.M.

Provided to YouTube by Sony Music Entertainment C.R.E.A.M. · Wu-Tang Clan / 武當幫 The Essential Wu-Tang Clan ℗ 1993 RCA Records, a division of Sony Music Entertainment Released on: 2013-10-29 Scratches: 4th Disciple Arranger, Mixing Engineer, Producer, Programmer: The RZA Engineer: Ethan Ryman Auto-generated by YouTube.

Wu-Tang Clan - C.R.E.A.M.

Wu-Tang Clan - C.R.E.A.M.

From the album "Enter The Wu-Tang 36 Chambers"

Wu-Tang Clan - Method Man

Wu-Tang Clan - Method Man

Wu-Tang Clan's official music video for 'Method Man'. Click to listen to Wu-Tang Clan on Spotify: http://smarturl.it/WTCSpotify?IQid=WuTCMM As featured on The Essential. Click to buy the track or album via iTunes: http://smarturl.it/WTCEiTunes?IQid=WuTCMM Google Play: http://smarturl.it/WTCMMPlay?IQid=WuTCMM Amazon: http://smarturl.it/WTCEaz?IQid=WuTCMM More from Wu-Tang Clan C.R.E.A.M.: https://youtu.be/PBwAxmrE194 Da Mystery Of Chessboxin': https://youtu.be/pJk0p-98Xzc Gravel Pit: https://youtu.be/Of-lpfsBR8U More great Classic R&B videos here: http://smarturl.it/ClassicRNB?IQid=WuTCMM Follow Wu-Tang Clan Website: http://www.wutangclan.com/ Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/wutangclan Twitter: https://twitter.com/wutangclan Instagram: https://instagram.com/wutangbrand/ Subscribe to Wu-Tang Clan on YouTube: http://smarturl.it/WTCSub?IQid=WuTCMM --------- Lyrics: Yeah, torture motherf**ker what? (Torture n***a what?) What? I'll f**king I'll f**king tie you to a f**king bedpost with your a** cheeks spread out and s**t Right? Put a hanger on a f**king stove and let that s**t sit there for like a half hour Take it off and stick it in your a** slow like Tssssssss Yeah, I'll f**king Yeah I'll f**king lay your nuts on a f**king dresser Just your nuts laying on a f**king dresser And bang them s**ts with a spiked f**king bat Oh What's up? BLOW! I'll f**king I'll f**king pull your f**king tongue out your f**king mouth and stab the s**t with a rusty screwdriver, BLOW! I'll f**king I'll f**king I'll f**king hang you by your f**king dick off a f**king twelve sto-story building out this motherf**ker

Wu-Tang Clan - C.R.E.A.M.

Wu-Tang Clan - C.R.E.A.M.

Wu-Tang Clan - C.R.E.A.M.

Wu-Tang Clan - How We Came Up With The Term C.R.E.A.M. (247HH Exclusive)

Wu-Tang Clan - How We Came Up With The Term C.R.E.A.M. (247HH Exclusive)

Music Bed Produced By: @RaulSanchezBeat Introduction produced By: Mike Jaxx and Tha Hydrox Raekwon talks to @247HH about how the crew came up with the term C.R.E.A.M. #247HHEXCL

Wu-Tang Clan - C.R.E.A.M (Green Lantern Remix)

Wu-Tang Clan - C.R.E.A.M (Green Lantern Remix)

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Wu-Tang Clan-C.R.E.A.M with Lyrics

Wu-Tang Clan-C.R.E.A.M with Lyrics

i do not own the rights to this video. all rights reserved to the wu-tang clan (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 (dolla dolla bill y'all) Check this shit, yo! Verse One: Raekwon the Chef I grew up on the crime side, the New York Times side Staying alive was no jive Had second hands, moms 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 to 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 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 weed The combination made my eyes bleed No question I would flow off, and try to get the dough off Sticking 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 tight clique and went all out Catchin keys from across seas Rollin in MPV's, every week we made forty G's Yo brothas respect mine, or anger the tech nine Ch-POW! Move from the gate now Chorus (2X): Method Man Cash Rules Everything Around Me C.R.E.A.M. Get the money Dollar, dollar bill y'all Verse Two: Inspectah Deck It's been 22 long hard years and 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 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 Trying to get a clutch at what I could not touch The court played me short, now I face incarceration Pacin', going up state's my destination Handcuffed in back of a bus, 40 of us Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough 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 for now, but yo, it gots to be accepted That what? That life is hected Chorus -- 3X Cash Rules Everything Around Me C.R.E.A.M. get the money Dolla dolla bill yalllllll, YEAH

Wu-Tang Clan - C.R.E.A.M. (Explict Album Version) w/ correct lyrics

Wu-Tang Clan - C.R.E.A.M. (Explict Album Version) w/ correct lyrics

Artist: Wu-Tang Clan (RZA, GZA, Ol' Dirty Bastard, Method Man, Raekwon, Ghostface Killah, Inspectah Deck, U-God, Masta Killa) Album: Enter Wu-Tang: The 36 Chambers Song: C.R.E.A.M. (Cash rule everything around me) Lyrics: [Intro: Raekwon the Chef, Method Man] What that nigga want God? Word up, look out for the cops (Wu-Tang five finger shit) (Cash Rules) Word up, two for fives over here baby Word up, two for fives them niggaz got garbage down the way, word up KnowhatI'msayin? (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 (dolla dolla bill y'all) Check this shit, yo! [Verse One: Raekwon the Chef] 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 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 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 weed 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 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 [Chorus: Method Man] Cash, Rules, Everything, Around, Me C.R.E.A.M. Get the money Dollar, dollar bill y'all [Verse Two: Inspector Deck] 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 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 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 [Outro:] [Chorus -- 4X] Niggas gots to do what they gotta do, to get a bill YaknowhatI'msayin? Cuz we can't just get by no more Word up, we gotta get over, straight up and down [Chorus -- 3X] Cash Rules Everything Around Me C.R.E.A.M. get the money Dolla dolla bill y'aauhhhaaaauhhhhahhhauhhhhll, YEAH

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