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 be a problem ya'll
Yeah, uh huh, Keith Murray, uh huh, Def Jam, yeah, Def
Keith gon' make you go uh, uh, uh, uh
Yeah, Def Squad gonna 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 through in the coupe with the chopped off roof
Humiliate you then blast you in your birthday

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

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

And the time has come and your shit is
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 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 me where you at? Yes sir
If you love I'm doing holla back, talk to me
And I step on the scene, a lean mean wrecking machine
scream, "Oh, my goodness"

And yeah, I hear you talking motherfucker 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 when
niggas tried to front but they gots no win
Taught how to prevent to and handle the win
Like birds are made to fly and fish to swim

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

I like 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 the spot, yeah man
And my name is the record, so 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 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 gon' you go uh, uh, uh, uh
Def Squad make you go ah, ooh, ooh, ah
Oh, my
Murray 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 them in court
So when I see you I'm a pop top like a cork
I flow like ammo, spit like camels
Come and bless your whole crew like achoo

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

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

And I'm in the hood and I still rep the hood
Still off for a long green like Tiger Woods
I ain't even gotta say it, ya'll know when 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 is the record, so check it, when I put it on record
say, "Oh, my goodness"

And my folks if you me, where you at? Yes sir
If you love what I'm doing back, talk to me
And when I on the scene, a lean mean 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 Squad make you go ah, ooh, ooh, ah
Oh, my

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

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