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 gon' be a problem
Yeah, uh huh, Keith Murray, uh huh, Def Jam, yeah, Def
Keith Murray make you go uh, uh, uh, uh
Yeah, Def gonna make you go ah, ooh, ooh, ah

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

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

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

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

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 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 wrecking machine
scream, "Oh, my goodness"

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

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

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

I like 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 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 what I'm doing holla back, talk to me
And when I on the scene, a lean mean wrecking machine
scream, "Oh, my goodness"

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

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

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

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

And I'm still in the 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 it's hot
So ya'll go up in the vocal box

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 what I'm 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 gon' make you go ah, ooh, ooh, ah
Oh, my

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

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