Luyện nghe bài hát Penitentiary

[**feat. Killah:]
~Raekwon (Ghostface Killah)~]
Come here, pussy, hard ass nigga
Yo, where Levi's that I left on ya bunk, nigga?
stand on the side of this bunk no more, man, for real
You see them Rae and Ghost flicks there, nigga?
Don't touch them shits,
Word up, I'ma both chains on ya ass, nigga
(Aiyo, Bundy, make you crack cell number five, fifteen minutes early)
{Bundy: Yeah, yo, I got you, you want some of donuts?}
(Nah, I'm good, just sure you handle my man right, one.)
(Ghostface Killah)
We up at three mart, blowing, dust to lift the branch up
The she had was Bulgari, golden, Spanish 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 like he ain't rich and po' in it)
Crock pots are steaming, Jasmine rice and Mack
With batter, it's cold in here
10: 45 we lock in, out the headphones, jump in the bunk
(The tunes is knocking) Knowing all my goons is
Two C.O.'s is on the cat (Yo, Spoons, what's popping?)
Yo, it nothing, baby, you cool?
Yeah, I'm getting that rest, you know that G.E.D. shit with the
(True, that's what it do
But on the low I got two big gem I'm sliding to you
Matter of they gon' hide in ya food
All you do is push the grits out the way, you get up and move
Go to sleep, nigga, go and rest, I'ma finish my count
set you out, later my dude, one)
[Chorus:
Mop wringer magic, mess hall the best
Come through the yard, getting fed burgers
anything with bling
Fresh sneakers, we the teachers
True, watch me move in the
(Ghostface Killah)
Six A.M., the unlock
Horn the child, I'm sleep, yo, hearing the pots
I see the ice grills, bum niggaz talking to me
With in they eye, I can't finish my meal
(Under the grits, two of steel)
Spoon had left, we got guns though, we trying to chill
Big Will walked in, him and
(With in they eyes, early bird like they ready to kill)
Chorus:] (2x)