Luyện nghe bài hát Penitentiary

[**feat. Ghostface
~Raekwon (Ghostface Killah)~]
Come here, pussy, hard ass nigga
Yo, where Levi's that I left 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
Word up, I'ma break both chains on ya ass,
(Aiyo, Bundy, make you crack 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 mart, blowing, little dust to lift the branch up
The watch she had was Bulgari, golden, kid let him hold it
He he hit him with three cartons of menthol, the kid let him roll with it
(The had snow in it, the bass in his voice
Now he's acting like he ain't and po' in it)
Crock pots are steaming, Jasmine rice and Jack
With batter, it's cold in here
10: 45 we lock in, pull out the headphones, 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 ain't nothing, baby, you
Yeah, I'm that rest, you know that G.E.D. shit with the school?
(True, that's what it do
But on the low I got two big gem stars I'm to you
Matter of they gon' hide in ya food
All you do is the grits out the way, then 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, hall murder's the best
Come the yard, getting fed lead burgers
anything with bling
Fresh sneakers, we the teachers
True, me move in the cling
(Ghostface Killah)
Six A.M., the unlock
Horn the child, I'm sleep, yo, hearing the pots
I see the same ice grills, bum niggaz to me
With coal in they eye, I can't my meal
(Under the grits, two of steel)
Then Spoon had left, we got guns though, we trying to
Big Will in, him and Seville
(With blood in they eyes, early bird they ready to kill)
Chorus:] (2x)