Luyện nghe bài hát Oh My Goodness

Yeah, this the build up, oh no, you knew we was back
But you ain't know we was coming back this
C'mon, it's be a problem ya'll
Yeah, uh huh, Keith Murray, uh huh, Def Jam, yeah, Def
Keith Murray make you go uh, uh, uh, uh
Yeah, Def Squad make you go ah, ooh, ooh, ah

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

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

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

And the time has come and your shit is
You to turn your flow up an hour
Give you a lean, like the Pisa Tower
With a hoes that will wet you like a cold shower

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

And my folks if you me where 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"

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

Cause I ain't lost a battle since God knows
Some tried to front but they gots no win
Taught how to prevent to lose and the win
Like birds are made to fly and made to swim

Wait a minute, homie you don't really know me,
I'll you to a picnic boy you lunch meat
With my appearance and my world wide clearance
I am treacherous, inferior, impermanent,

I rock like an
a picture like a forensic artist, perform like a dramatist
I'm wicked, miraculous
Rustic, majestic, ridiculous, oh, my

Yo we got the on lock, uh huh
Come and blast the spot, yeah man
And my name is the record, so check it, 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"

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

And you in line motherfucker like people in court
So I see you I'm a pop your top like a cork
I flow like ammo, spit like camels
through and bless your whole crew like achoo

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

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

And I'm in the hood and I still rep the hood
Still tee'ing off for a long green like Tiger
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 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 if you with me, where you at? Yes sir
If you love what I'm doing holla back, to me
And when I step on the scene, a lean wrecking machine
scream, "Oh, my goodness"

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

Yo, what up this is DJ Already
This going down, you know who is
That's Keith in your ass
Nigga a hemorrhoid

It's going down, all you ass niggas
Understand these are classics
I don't how much money you give to the radio station
You never gonna be this hot, oh, my goodness