Luyện nghe bài hát Oh My Goodness

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

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

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

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

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

Yo we got the on lock, uh huh
Come through and blast the spot, man
And my name is the record, so check it, 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 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 talking motherfucker write the
And if you in the then protect your neck
I'm 'Mister see you anywhere gon' be a showdown'
So ya'll better have lyrics when I come

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

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

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

Keith Murray gon' 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 Squad gon' you go ah, ooh, ooh, ah
Oh, my

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

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

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

And I'm still in the and I still rep the hood
Still tee'ing off for a long green like Tiger
I ain't even gotta say it, ya'll when it's hot
So ya'll go back up in the box

Yo we got the on lock, uh huh
through and blast the spot, yeah 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 I step on the scene, a lean mean wrecking machine
scream, "Oh, my goodness"

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

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

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 never gonna be hot, oh, my goodness