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 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 make you go ah, ooh, ooh, ah

I on stomping mud holes in tracks like Timbaland
The producer and the booth, niggas so get cute
I come through in the coupe the chopped off roof
Humiliate you then blast you in your birthday

You a small side order of apple
I'm a hots in a cot dungeon 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 neck clams on half
I got a hypochondriac that get real ill
Get to the beat, I spit sick at will

And the time has come and your shit is
You need to turn your flow up an
Give you a lean, like the Pisa Tower
With a that will wet you down 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, 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 lean mean 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 it's gon' be a
So ya'll better have lyrics when I 'round

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

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

I rock an archaeologist
Draw a picture like a forensic artist, perform 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 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 doing 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
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 I see you I'm a pop your top like a cork
I flow like ammo, spit like camels
Come through and bless your whole crew like

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

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

And I'm still in the hood and I still rep the
Still tee'ing off for a long green Tiger Woods
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
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 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 mean wrecking machine
scream, "Oh, my goodness"

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

Yo, what up this is DJ Already
This down, you know who that is
That's Murray in your ass
Nigga like a

going 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