Luyện nghe bài hát Oh My Goodness

Yeah, this the build up, oh no, you we was coming back
But you ain't know we was coming like this
C'mon, gon' 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 come on stomping mud holes in tracks Timbaland
The producer and the booth, niggas so don't get
I come in the coupe with the chopped off roof
Humiliate you then you in your birthday suit

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

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

And the time has and your shit is sour
You need to your flow up an hour
Give you a permanent lean, the Pisa 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 is the record, so check 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 mean wrecking machine
scream, "Oh, my goodness"

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

Cause I ain't a battle since God knows when
Some tried to front but they gots no win
Taught how to prevent to lose and the win
Like birds are made to fly and fish 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 appearance and my world wide
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 love what I'm holla back, talk to me
And when I step on the scene, a mean wrecking 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 make you go uh, uh, uh, uh
Yeah, Def Squad 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 top like a cork
I flow like ammo, spit like camels
Come through and bless your whole crew like

But still wanna holla, pop they collar
Fucking with me I run a funeral parlor
Linguist, out for chips like Estrada
Bilingual emcees even couldn't couldn't 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 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 like Tiger
I ain't even gotta say it, ya'll when it's hot
So go back 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 check it, 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 when I step on the scene, a lean 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 gon' 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 in your ass
like a hemorrhoid

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