Luyện nghe bài hát Oh My Goodness

Yeah, this the build up, oh no, you knew we was coming
But you know we was coming back like this
C'mon, it's gon' be a ya'll
Yeah, uh huh, Murray, uh huh, Def Jam, yeah, Def Squad
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 tracks Timbaland
The producer and the booth, so don't get cute
I through in the coupe with the chopped off roof
Humiliate you then you in your birthday suit

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

How about in 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 shit is sour
You need to your flow up an hour
Give you a permanent lean, like the Tower
With a hoes that will wet you down like a shower

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

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

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

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

a minute, homie you don't really know me, homie
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 an archaeologist
Draw a picture 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 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 with me you at? Yes sir
If you love I'm doing holla back, talk to me
And when I step on the scene, a lean mean machine
scream, "Oh, my goodness"

Keith Murray make you go uh, uh, uh, uh
Def gon' make you go 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

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

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

With this mic I'm handy, be dandy
It's a moon and hoes wanna fuck like Brandy
Yeah, been hated on, you probably heard it
And I kicked their 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 like Tiger Woods
I ain't even gotta say it, ya'll when it's hot
So ya'll go up in the vocal box

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

And my if you with me, where you at? Yes sir
If you love what I'm doing back, talk to me
And when I step on the scene, a lean mean wrecking
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, up this is DJ Already Dead
This going down, you who that is
That's Murray in your ass
Nigga like a

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