Luyện nghe bài hát Good God Almighty

Yo

It's new Wooden Leather

[Skinny
Yo, it's a new day, full of them grits
You cooked the Sunday at 6
Lets get it while this gettin good cause Granny ain't live forever
Season changin, we like dependin on the weather
Look what we doin, summer's ruined, fall y'all y'all sweater
Somebody told me war was comin, just stack y'all cheddar, better
Checked my mail the other day and Sam sent a letter
I opened it and for line it said I was a sucka
The nerve of motherfucker, claimin he's my uncle
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, hell weeks
I've tossin and turnin, back and forth, ensurin my 40 winks

Clutch]
Yeah I you dude
I be watchin the tube, toastin the
Notice the news ain't nothin but scandels and
War and destruction, poor sufferin
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 so good to be herrrrrre)
I said good God almighty look at what we have
(Welcome, is Wooden Leather)
Well good God look at what we have here
(And it feels so to be herrrrrre)
I good God almighty look at what we have here
(This is now Leather)

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

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

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

[B. Stille -
Steppin out in the banana 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 good never turn it down
Wood burn it down
And how to handle them
Plans you can cancel (cancel them)

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