Yo It's that new Wooden
DeVille] 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 these dependin on the weather Look what we doin, summer's ruined, fall y'all pack y'all Somebody me war was comin, y'all just stack y'all cheddar, better Checked my the other day and Sam done sent a letter I it and line for line it said I was a sucka The nerve of motherfucker, claimin he's my uncle Good God almighty, Lord have mercy, that we's in trouble Please send some like quick, fast, do it on the double (9-1-1) The been busy for days, hell maybe weeks I've been tossin and turnin, back and forth, ensurin my 40
Clutch] Yeah I you dude I be the tube, toastin the rude Notice the news ain't but scandels and murder War and destruction, keep sufferin Lord troublin, the more you be hustlin the more you strugglin
[Chorus - Skinny (R. Prophit)] Well God almighty look at what we have here (And it so good to be herrrrrre) I said good God look at what we have here (Welcome, is Wooden Leather) Well good God almighty at what we have here (And it so good to be herrrrrre) I said good God 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 on letters, little daddy just paged me War got me worried, I prayin lately How will I live? Listen here, "life is a bitch" Money don't shit, stuck in the same shit To get it all, risk it all or forget it dawg A winner a quitter and a quitter ain't a winner
[R. I just be steppin around the block I was doin my thing My crew been kickin off all them rocks, just let my cellular V said he heard a of shots, word is that they copped them a sting I burn shit once my lyric drop, one move and you're stained We're pushin 'em 10 dollars a pop and I got exact like investin in NASDAQ had me caught in the rain I'm 'bout to pull the out and have 'em screamin in vain And I be puttin them tracks out and all for the brain
[B. Stille - Well we seen everything under the sun And been done shouldn'ta been done never heard of the blacks still young Now one bad son-of-a-gun
[B. - rapping] Steppin out in the cowboy brim Once you rockin camel like (?) Tim DJ make this spin, let my family in Management go get the so we can begin
Well if it's good never turn it Wood burn it down And learn how to them you can cancel them (cancel them)
[R. - singing] What you no good And you know no good What you no good And you know no good