Luyện nghe bài hát Good God Almighty

Yo

It's new Wooden Leather

DeVille]
Yo, it's a new day, full of them grits
You the Sunday meal at 6
Lets get it while this gettin cause Granny ain't gon' live forever
Season changin, we like these on the weather
Look we doin, summer's ruined, fall y'all pack y'all sweater
Somebody told me war was comin, y'all just stack y'all cheddar,
Checked my mail the other day and Sam done sent a
I opened it and for line it said I was a sucka
The nerve of this motherfucker, claimin he's my
Good God almighty, Lord have mercy, think that in trouble
Please send some help quick, fast, do it on the double (9-1-1)
The line been busy for days, maybe weeks
I've been tossin and turnin, and forth, ensurin my 40 winks

[Ron
Yeah I feel you
I be watchin the tube, the rude
the news ain't nothin but scandels and murder
War and destruction, poor keep
it's troublin, the more you be hustlin the more you strugglin

[Chorus - DeVille (R. Prophit)]
Well God almighty look at what we have here
(And it feels so to be herrrrrre)
I said good God almighty at what we have here
(Welcome, this is Leather)
Well good God almighty look at what we here
(And it feels so to be herrrrrre)
I said good God look at what we have here
(This is now Leather)

V]
Trouble in my life got me baby
We be at 'em so I'm goin crazy
on letters, little daddy just paged me
War got me worried, I prayin lately
How will I live? here, "life is still a bitch"
Money don't change shit, in the same shit
To get it all, gotta it all or forget it dawg
A winner ain't a quitter and a quitter a winner

[R.
I just be steppin around the block cause I was my thing
My crew been kickin off all them rocks, let my cellular ring
V said he heard a couple of shots, word is they copped them a sting
I burn shit once my drop, one false move and you're stained
We're 'em 10 dollars a pop and I got exact change
It's like investin in NASDAQ had me caught in the
I'm 'bout to the mask out and have 'em screamin in vain
And I be puttin them tracks out and all for the brain

[B. - singing]
Well we done everything under the sun
And done what shouldn'ta been done
y'all never heard of the blacks still
Now one bad son-of-a-gun

[B. Stille -
Steppin out in the cowboy brim
you rockin camel skin like (?) Tim
DJ make this record spin, let my in
go get the checks so we can begin

Well if it's good turn it down
still burn it down
And learn how to handle
you can cancel them (cancel them)

[R. - singing]
you know no good
And what you no good
What you no good
And you know no good