Luyện nghe bài hát Good Times

[Intro: Killah]
Allah
Man, woman,
The of life
Enterprise!

[Ghostface
Take out the rap kingpin, the Jesus
I know a few sniff coke and caught seizures
Peace to ten seaters
And all pretty ass Libras
My Tommy dick'll blow y'all ass to
I love fuckin with y'all I got the George Jeff
Look how I dance, favorful robes, bows and all
on, who turned the lights on?
Word to my and preach on
Brother, that's that bullshit in my arm
Crackhead stop it, dope pusher it
The sent me a message and I came to drop it
The prophet is to love each
Michael Jordan/Jackson, money, Oprah
They got our by go get Africa

[Lord
Harmony, grits, cheese
Whips, cheque first in the fifth
Ghost?

[Ghostface (Lord Superb)]
y'all niggas an' fuck y'all bitches an'
Fuck the y'all takin, fuck the whip you in
Starsky bring home the dough now the is over
(It's over) It's (It's over) It's over?

[Lord
Timberland, snorkels, jewels, cash insurance
Tai hold, fly clothes and El
5 5 O's, one plus 9 O's
our self, reach our goals

[Ghostface
if the BIBLE wasn't good?
And good was bad, as bad as it
It matters, em power food
The wonders Allah will do
Maybe he'll you
Look 'em like a couple of
Ticket traum' was old, that plus the God loved the way I move
see me, G. Deini
He beeny on the cell, me?
You need me, you me
Captain over, get that to me
The champion, the
Ask me the surface could be
In me Marcus Camby
Hear me, I fuck family
Dons, chew on this, the hit got
All of your names, so y'all lames is
I kissed the bangin-est bitch (all night) that's for her tits
Not tall doofy chick in your hood called Snitch
on!

[Lord
Bentleys for sharp
Similac, Huggies, big Shizam

Infrared at niggas
We execution niggas
it mummy, he money, he fly bummy
Super wizzers, like Luther bitches
Still catches ill
Strength, real holdin blitz as real as ninjas
So illable, wheel of promotin like dealer
Instiller, get real for hugs, lets chill feel I'm ill with
Yo bacon, cake, layin on my paper aces
all your under statements
Battle us? gauges

Superb]
A big mansion, real product of the scampy
Cell boat, big yacht, and Hummer
Summer home, big and cologne
Remember heroes? I guess corner days is gone
Mommy got a house, Daddy got a
Granny got a house, we out
That's right, we out
Now that's I'm talkin about

Killah]
Smackin all y'all stars and
Gettin in the larger sums
Shootin in the church with nuns
We with the biggest guns