C.R.E.A.M.

Cash rules everything around me.

C.R.E.A.M., get-

Yeah.

Check this ol' fly shit out.

Cash rules everything around me.

Think you on a natural joint.

C.R.E.A.M., get the money.

Here we, here we go.

If you smoke like I smoke then ya like every day And if yo ass is a buster two one three will regulate.[singing]

Cash rules everything around me C.R.E.A.M get the money Dollar dollar bill y'all

I grew up on the crime side The New York Times side Staying alive was no jive Had secondhands Moms bounced on old man So then we moved to Shaolin land A young duke Yo rocking the gold tooth 'Lo goose Only way I begin to G off Was drug loot And let's start it like this son Rolling with this one and that one Pulling out gats for fun But it was just a dream for the teen Who was a fiend Started smoking woolas at sixteen Then running up in gates And doing hits for high stakes Making my way all fire escapes No question I would speed For cracks and weed The combination made my eyes bleed No question I would flow off Or try to get the dough off Sneaking up right boys on boardwalks 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 wit a sick tight clique And went all out Catchin keys from cross seas Rollin in MPV's Every week we make forty G’s Yo brothers respect mine or here go the Tec nine Bow boom 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 struggling Survival got me bugging but I'm alive On arrival a peep at the shape of the streets To stay awake to the ways of the world 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 selling drugs and such Who never had much Tryna get a clutch Of what I could not touch The court played it safe Now I face incarceration Facing going upstate's my destination Handcuffed in back of a bus Forty of us Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough But as the world turned I learned life was hell Living in the world No different from a cell Everyday I escape From Jakes giving chase Selling base Smoking bones In the staircase Though I don't know Why I chose to smoke cess 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 ol' earth Who explained working Hard may help You maintain To learn to overcome The heartaches and pain You 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 living proof To kick the truth To the young black youth These shorties Running wild Smoking sess Drinking beer And ain't tryna hear What I'm kicking in his ear Neglected for 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 Yeah Ooh yeah ooh Take care 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 Ohhh! Yeah

Yeah Mmm You know what? Mm mm I like the players No diggity No doubt Play on player Play on playa Yo Dre drop the verse Ha ha

It's goin down fates of Blackstreet The homies got at me Collab creations Bump like acne No doubt I put it Down Never slouch As long as my credit Can vouch A dog couldn't catch Me Without Tell me who can stop With Dre making moves Attracting honeys Like a magnet Giving them eargasm's With my mellow accent Still moving This flavor With the homies Blackstreet And Teddy The original rump shakers Shorty get down Good Lord Baby got 'em open All over town Strictly biz She don't play around Cover much grounds Got game by the pound Getting paid Is her forte Each and everyday True player way I can't get her Out of my mind Wow Think about the girl All the time Eastside to the Westside Pushing fat rides It's no surprise She got tricks In the stash Stacking up the cash Fast when it comes To the gas By no means average

I should just add that the Cup Tide tracks, the ones we couldn't talk about because we've already talked about them in a Dream Team episode or another one of our episodes.

was Fish by Ghostface Killer, Liquid Swords, the title track, Release Show Delph, Brooklyn Zoo, Ice Cream by Raekwon, Long Kiss Goodnight by Notorious B.I.G., which might have been one to include, Cream...

And America by Wu Tang Clan.

We've talked about those ones already.