Luyện nghe bài hát Penitentiary

[**feat. Killah:]
[Intro: (Ghostface Killah)~]
Come here, pussy, prosthetic ass nigga
Yo, where them Levi's that I on ya bunk, nigga?
Don't stand on the side of this bunk no more, man, for
You see them Rae and Ghost flicks there, nigga?
Don't them shits, nigga
up, I'ma break both chains on ya ass, nigga
(Aiyo, Bundy, make sure you cell number five, fifteen minutes early)
{Bundy: Yeah, yo, I got you, you want some of donuts?}
(Nah, I'm good, just make you handle my man right, one.)
(Ghostface Killah)
We up at three mart, blowing, little dust to lift the up
The watch she had was Bulgari, golden, kid let him hold it
He said he hit him with cartons of menthol, the kid let him roll with it
(The face had snow in it, the bass in his
Now he's acting like he ain't and po' in it)
pots are steaming, Jasmine rice and Jack Mack
With cornflake batter, it's in here
10: 45 we in, pull out the headphones, jump in the bunk
(The tunes is knocking) all my goons is clocking
Two C.O.'s is on the cat walk (Yo, Spoons, popping?)
Yo, it nothing, baby, you cool?
Yeah, I'm getting that rest, you know that G.E.D. with the school?
(True, guess what it do
But on the low I got two big gem stars I'm to you
Matter of fact they gon' in ya food
All you do is push the grits out the way, then you get up and
Go to sleep, nigga, go 'head and rest, finish my count
set you out, later my dude, one)
[Chorus:
Mop magic, mess hall murder's the best
Come through the yard, getting fed lead
Testing with bling
Fresh sneakers, we the best
True, watch me move in the
(Ghostface Killah)
Six A.M., the cells
Horn the child, I'm sleep, yo, hearing the pots
I see the same ice grills, bum talking to me
With in they eye, I can't finish my meal
(Under the grits, two of steel)
Then Spoon had left, we got guns though, we to chill
Big walked in, him and Seville
(With blood in eyes, early bird like they ready to kill)
Chorus:] (2x)