Luyện nghe bài hát What You In Fo'

[jail

Son I just my bitch
to my crib 'bout half past six
Kid's in shitty diapers, no was fixed
I was like, "Yo bitch - why no food fixed?"
She on the phone with her friend talkin dick
I snatched the receiver from that bitch like
She got all excited, tryin to fit
Swung at me then I swung - BITCH!

[Method
What you in fo'? It in the club
with some thugs I was at the bar, bud, hollerin at love
was playin in my peachfuzz, she was
Talkin hot fudge, can't do it like she does
in the hot tub - know her man was in the club
And honey never mentioned that she had a scrub
It must have been the drugs or the buzz, had me
my game like a thirty-eight snub baby
Let's cut a rug, when I felt a shove
the blood do - actin like he won the Golden Gloves
I get one for holdin grudge, but if this kid throw a
I'ma throw a - that's how we be rollin cuz
I see this dud tryin to play me like a of Lugz
Big Stud, Goldschlager in a golden mug
What you in

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I'm down for tryin to hold my block down since a shorty
The Old was like, "Street put the glock down"
I was in slums, love how the gun sounds
and now I got one - c'mon, who wanna front
to sundown, ready for showdown
Whoever wanna down, the gangsters better slow down
Wake up, you be in a cell with forty of us
(What you in fo'?) In for murder over love and lust
(What you in fo'?) In for life, don't let me you twice
I might bang you and take double the life
you in fo'?

[Raekwon the
Jail - get up
Wash a nigga mattress faggot, you heard me right?
Pass off them packages cat, you gotta eat to
Meet the crib; got a hundred starvin in here big
So pop off, that's props, bring in
we call 'em oxes
Be a real nigga, swing mops and shit, take over shit
the C.O.'s, aiyyo Boo, I need clothes
Slide where phones get hid
with Russians and Latins
The powerful marble black slipper style
out thrashin niggaz, kicks get thrown
Big sizes, sleep in your boots, 4000 F Troops
wigs, lay six months
That's alright dog, make it Lord
Heard you admit it in the box, it under walls
Bang anger
Bop through the with bangers
Live God the Abbot of all chambers..

[jail