Luyện nghe bài hát Barbershop

[friend to Ghostface]
Hey yo man, what's the fam (yo yo)
Yo stay on top of that when you gettin your cut G
nigga just 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 shit nigga)

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

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

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

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

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 any one of you guys, I'm telling you)
(Don't hit the exit) [man running and hard]