Luyện nghe bài hát Good Times

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

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

[Lord
Harmony, grits, welfare
Whips, cheque data in the fifth
Ghost?

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

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

Killah]
What if the BIBLE wasn't
And was bad, as bad as it should
It matters, feed em power
The that Allah will do
Maybe he'll you
Look 'em like a of jewels
Ticket traum' was old, that plus the God ain't the way I move
People see me, G.
He on the cell, seen me?
You need me, you me
Captain over, get weed to me
The champion, the
Ask me what the surface be
In me like Marcus
Hear me, I fuck family
Dons, chew on this, the hit got
All of your names, so y'all is hist'
I kissed the bangin-est bitch (all night) that's famous for her
Not that tall doofy chick in your hood Snitch
on!

[Lord
Bentleys for sharp
Similac, Huggies, big Shizam

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

[Lord
A big mansion, real product of the scampy
Cell boat, big yacht, and Hummer
Summer home, big stones and
Remember I guess them corner days is gone
got a house, Daddy got a house
Granny got a house, we out
right, we moved out
Now that's what I'm talkin

[Ghostface
Smackin all y'all stars and
Gettin cash in the larger
Shootin in the church with nuns
We with the biggest guns