Luyện nghe bài hát Penitentiary

[**feat. Ghostface
~Raekwon (Ghostface Killah)~]
Come here, pussy, prosthetic hard ass
Yo, where them Levi's that I on ya bunk, nigga?
Don't on the side of this bunk no more, man, for real
You see them Rae and flicks over there, nigga?
Don't touch shits, nigga
Word up, 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 these
(Nah, I'm good, make sure you handle my man right, one.)
(Ghostface Killah)
We up at three mart, blowing, little dust to 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 in it, the bass in his voice
Now acting like he ain't rich and po' in it)
Crock pots are steaming, rice and Jack Mack
With cornflake batter, it's in here
10: 45 we lock in, pull out the headphones, jump in the
(The tunes is knocking) Knowing all my 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 that G.E.D. shit with the school?
(True, that's what it do
But on the low I got two big gem I'm sliding to you
of fact they gon' hide 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, I'ma my count
I'ma set you out, my dude, one)
~Raekwon~]
Mop wringer magic, mess hall murder's the
Come through the yard, fed lead burgers
Testing anything bling
sneakers, we the best teachers
True, watch me in the cling
(Ghostface Killah)
Six A.M., the cells
Horn the child, I'm half sleep, yo, hearing the
I see the same ice grills, bum talking to me
With coal in they eye, I finish my meal
(Under the grits, two of steel)
Then had left, we got guns though, we trying to chill
Big walked in, him and Seville
(With blood in they eyes, early like they ready to kill)
Chorus:] (2x)