Luyện nghe bài hát Barbershop

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

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

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

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

AHH! Didn't I tell you don't touch the sides? I'm bald on top!
You lucky you cool, let it ride
Slide, you played me so you can't get
How you gon' fuck up a don and cold dog his
I look like UTFO one of them dudes from in the days
The Educator Clapper is housin your and the spray
Barbershop niggaz, always up fuckin around
One minute you hot, next you not
me of the New York Knicks with they jumpshots
Ox, whack as hell, my spell
Fuck up again you'll have a smell
All Reneece is straight nails
Puttin in for bitches
Hundred weaves, some different strains of horsehair

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