Luyện nghe bài hát Barbershop

[friend to Ghostface]
Hey yo man, the deal fam (yo yo)
Yo stay on top of nigga when you gettin your cut G
That nigga fuckin zeked me (damn son)
Look what he did to my motherfuckin (check this shit out)
Got me all out of order (damn!)
(Yo cut my right nigga)

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

[barber to Ghostface + fan}]
Yo whattup man, how you want it {Shit whattup Starks?}
(Just give it to me how you been doin it) yeah yo}
{Yo I just got that brand new 40 Cal
(Knahmean? Do no bullshit, and fuck me up this time neither)
{I gotta open it right now

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(Aiyyo fam keep it cool, you know we got them thang thangs up in man)
Yeah my nigga, buy you a Grill
Straght up, you to eat right?
Fuckin with niggaz and all that shit
you got niggaz goin to different barbers 'n shit
Nigga be you forty beans, fifty beans and
And then can't get not one free cut out lil' monkey ass right?

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

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