Luyện nghe bài hát Oh My Goodness

Yeah, this the build up, oh no, you we was coming back
But you know we was coming back like this
C'mon, it's gon' be a problem
Yeah, uh huh, Murray, uh huh, Def Jam, yeah, Def Squad
Keith Murray gon' you go uh, uh, uh, uh
Yeah, Def gonna make you go ah, ooh, ooh, ah

I come on stomping mud holes in like Timbaland
The producer and the booth, niggas so don't get
I come through in the coupe with the off roof
Humiliate you then blast you in your suit

You a small side order of cider
I'm a three in a cot dungeon rider
My hardcore team crash the party with Def Jam
And incorporate murda Gotti

How about in back of the cab like Seinfeld
Chew you like little neck on half shells
I got a hypochondriac flow get real ill
Get nauseous to the beat, I spit sick at

And the time has and your shit is sour
You need to your flow up an hour
Give you a permanent lean, like the Tower
With a hoes that wet you down like a cold shower

Yo we got the on lock, uh huh
Come through and blast the spot, man
And my name is the record, so it, when I put it on record
say, "Oh, my goodness"

And my folks if you with me you at? Yes sir
If you what I'm doing holla back, talk to me
And when I step on the scene, a lean mean wrecking
scream, "Oh, my goodness"

And yeah, I you talking motherfucker write the check
And if you in the house then protect neck
I'm 'Mister see you anywhere it's be a showdown'
So ya'll better have lyrics when I come

Cause I ain't lost a battle since God when
Some niggas to front but they gots no win
Taught how to prevent to and handle the win
Like are made to fly and fish made to swim

Wait a minute, homie you really know me, homie
I'll take you to a picnic boy you lunch
With my dazzling appearance and my world clearance
I am treacherous, inferior, impermanent,

I like an archaeologist
Draw a like a forensic artist, perform like a dramatist
I'm fabulously wicked,
Rustic, majestic, ridiculous, oh, my

Yo we got the on lock, uh huh
Come and blast the spot, yeah man
And my is the record, so check it, when I put it on record
say, "Oh, my goodness"

And my folks if you with me you at? Yes sir
If you love I'm doing holla back, talk to me
And when I on the scene, a lean mean wrecking machine
scream, "Oh, my goodness"

Keith gon' make you go uh, uh, uh, uh
Def gon' make you go ah, ooh, ooh, ah
Oh, my
Keith Murray make you go uh, uh, uh, uh
Yeah, Def gon' make you go ah, ooh, ooh, ah
Oh, my

And you in motherfucker like them people in court
So when I see you I'm a pop your top a cork
I pack flow like ammo, like camels
Come and bless your whole crew like achoo

But some wanna holla, pop they collar
Fucking me like I run a funeral parlor
Linguist, lyricist out for chips Estrada
Bilingual emcees even even couldn't do me nada

With this mic I'm handy, flows be
It's a full moon and hoes wanna like Brandy
Yeah, I've been hated on, you probably it
And I kicked their little ass but them niggas it

And I'm in the hood and I still rep the hood
Still tee'ing off for a long green like Woods
I even gotta say it, ya'll know when it's hot
So ya'll go back up in the box

Yo we got the on lock, uh huh
Come through and blast the spot, man
And my name is the record, so check it, when I put it on
say, "Oh, my goodness"

And my folks if you me, where you at? Yes sir
If you love what I'm holla back, talk to me
And I step on the scene, a lean mean wrecking machine
scream, "Oh, my goodness"

Uh, uh, uh, uh, ah, ooh, ooh, ah, oh, my
Murray gon' make you go uh, uh, uh, uh
Yeah, Def Squad gon' you go ah, ooh, ooh, ah
Oh, my

Yo, what up this is DJ Dead
This down, you know who that is
That's Keith in your ass
like a hemorrhoid

It's down, all you young ass niggas
Understand this these are
I don't care how much you give to the radio station
You ain't gonna be this hot, oh, my goodness