Luyện nghe bài hát Barbershop

[friend talking to
Hey yo man, what's the fam (yo yo)
Yo on top of that nigga when you gettin your cut G
That nigga just fuckin me (damn son)
Look what he did to my motherfuckin shit (check this out)
Got me lookin all out of (damn!)
(Yo cut my shit nigga)

friend]
Aiyyo son whattup man what's good good
What's poppin with niggaz though and shit
How the fuck this nigga skimp me and like
The fuck like I don't spend no bread in here and
(Got that money, I got that nigga)
I give that nigga Swiss Rolls, Jags, minks
I give that nigga shit for his fuckin man (true, true indeed)
The fuck man? Like I fuckin spend money in this bitch
Nigga the fuck man? (Ha ha ha) (f'real f'real)

[barber to Ghostface + {random
Yo whattup man, how you it cut? {Shit whattup Starks?}
(Just give it to me how you doin it) {Yeah yeah yo}
{Yo I just got that brand new 40 Cal
(Knahmean? Do no bullshit, and don't fuck me up time neither)
{I gotta open it now son}

[music
(Aiyyo fam keep it cool, you know we got thang thangs up in here man)
my nigga, buy you a Foreman Grill
Straght up, you like to eat
Fuckin with niggaz heads and all shit
Y'knahmean you got niggaz to different barbers 'n shit
Nigga be throwin you forty beans, beans and
And then can't get not one free cut out your lil' ass right?

AHH! Didn't I tell you don't the sides? I'm goin bald on top!
You lucky you cool, let it ride
Slide, you played me so you get paid
How you gon' up a don and cold dog his fade?
I look like one of them dudes from back in the days
The Educator Clapper is your coke and the spray
Barbershop niggaz, always wind up fuckin
One minute you hot, next you not
Remind me of the New York with they jumpshots
Ox, whack as hell, my ratchet
Fuck up again you'll a funny smell
All Reneece is doin nails
Puttin in bangs for
Hundred dollar weaves, some different strains of

Yo Tone put the gun away, the is here
(I want everybody down! I see ID, and I don't wanna nobody sayin nothin)
(I put one of you moolies back, I'm you right now)
(I will shoot any one of you guys, I'm you)
(Don't hit the exit) [man running and hard]