Barbershop - Ghostface Killah
[friend talking to Ghostface]
Hey yo man, what's the deal fam (yo yo)
Yo stay on top of that n_gga when you gettin your cut G
That n_gga just f_ckin zeked me (damn son)
Look what he did to my motherf_ckin sh_t (check this sh_t out)
Got me lookin all out of order (damn!)
(Yo cut my sh_t right n_gga)
[another friend]
Aiyyo son whattup man what's good what's good
What's poppin with y'all n_ggaz though and sh_t
How the f_ck this n_gga skimp me and sh_t like
The f_ck like I don't spend no bread in here and sh_t
(Got that money, I got that money n_gga)
I give that n_gga f_ckin Swiss Rolls, Jags, minks
I give that n_gga sh_t for his f_ckin grill man (true, true indeed)
The f_ck man? Like I don't f_ckin spend money in this b_tch
N_gga what the f_ck man? (Ha ha ha) (f'real f'real)
[barber to Ghostface + {random fan}]
Yo whattup man, how you want it cut? {Sh_t whattup Starks?}
(Just give it to me how you been doin it) {Yeah yeah yo}
{Yo I just got that brand new 40 Cal son}
(Knahmean? Do no bullsh_t, and don't f_ck me up this time neither)
{I gotta open it right now son}
[music starts]
(Aiyyo fam keep it cool, you know we got them thang thangs up in here man)
Yeah my n_gga, buy you a Foreman Grill
Straght up, you like to eat right?
F_ckin with n_ggaz heads and all that sh_t
Y'knahmean you got n_ggaz goin to different barbers 'n sh_t
N_gga be throwin you forty beans, fifty beans and
And then can't get not one free cut out your lil' monkey ass right?
Alright
[Ghostface]
AHH! Didn't I tell you don't touch the sides? I'm goin bald on top!
You lucky you cool, I'ma let it ride
Slide, you played me so you can't get paid
How you gon' f_ck up a don and cold dog his fade?
I look like UTFO one of them dudes from back in the days
The Educator Clapper is housin your coke and the spray
Barbershop n_ggaz, always wind up f_ckin around
One minute you hot, next minute you not
Remind me of the New York Knicks with they jumpshots
Ox, whack as hell, my ratchet spell
F_ck up again you'll have a funny smell
All Reneece is doin straight nails
Puttin in bangs for b_tches
Hundred dollar weaves, some different strains of horsehair
[outro]
Yo Tone put the gun away, the cops is here
(I want everybody down! I wanna see ID, and I don't wanna nobody sayin nothin)
(I put one of you moolies back, I'm telling you right now)
(I will shoot any one of you guys, I'm telling you)
(Don't hit the exit) [man running and breathing hard]
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