Luyện nghe bài hát New God Flo

Shake body, party that bod
that body, party that bod
Shake that body, party body
Come and have a good with G.O.D

I believe there's a God me
I'm the God of everything else
I put in everything else
"New God Flow," fuck else
Supreme dope dealer (Woo!) write it in letters
They a nigga's spirit like Pac at the Coachella
said Pusha ain't fit with the umbrella
But I was good with the Yay' as a
I think it's that 'Ye got a blow dealer
A hot temper, matched with a cold
I came aboard for more than just to with him
'99, when Puff woulda had Shyne with him (Yughck)
(Matching Daytonas, gold on us)
Goin' in Ibiza done took a toll on us (ooh!)
(But you over do it, I'mma pour more)
if you goin' coupe, I'm goin' four door

Shake body, party that bod (That's rare nigga!)
Shake that body, that bod (Rick Flare nigga!)
Shake that body, party that (Yeah nigga!)
Come and have a time with G.O.D (yeah)

Shake that body, that bod (Whoa!)
Shake that body, party bod (Whoa!)
Shake that body, party that (It's a new God flow niggas!)
Come and a good time with G.O.D

Step on they necks they can't breathe
Claim they stars but sell you dreams
say death multiplies by threes
Line all up and let's just see
Fuck em 'Ye, em 'Ye!
I wouldn't on that nigga with Grand Marnier (Woo!)
(Woo!) They shitty shoppin' at (Woo!)
(Woo!) My is luxury Balmain (Ay!)
Im ballin',
A sold in the park then I want in
What's a without a crown, nigga? (What?)
a circus without you clown niggas? (Ha!)
What's a from an outta-town nigga
When you and you can drown niggas? (Yughck!)
the G.O.O.D. Music golden child
M.A. dollar sign, can't nobody me down

Shake that body, that bod
Shake that body, that bod
Shake that body, party body
Come and a good time with G.O.D

up, I ain't trying to stunt, man
But these Yeezys over the Jumpman
Went from hated to the champion god flow
I guess that's a feeling only me and know
I'm three dreams,
Biggie Smalls', Dr. King, Rodney
'Cause we get along, no resolution
'Til we drown all these haters, rest in peace to Whitney
Cars, money, and the clothes
Aw man, you your soul
Naw man, mad people was
Aw man, made something from
working so hard, and you can't cut through
That can mess up your whole life, like an that touched you
What has the come to, I'm from the 3 1 2
cops don't come through and dreams don't come true
Like there the god go in his
From McDonalds, barely paying the car note
He even got to get his mama a condo
Then ran up and shot him right in front of his mom
40 killings in a weekend, 40 killings in a
Man the summer too hot you can feel it in the
Welcome to Sunday service if you hope to serve us
We got green in our eyes, just my Erick Sermon
Did Moses not the water with the cane?
Did strippers not make an arc when I it rain?
Did not get signed by Hov and Dame?
And ran to Jacob and the new Jesus chains?
In Jesus' name, let the say
"I'm on fire, ay," that's what Richard say
And we'll anybody that violate
Ask any boy you know, they admire 'Ye

Shake that body, that bod
Shake that body, party bod
Shake that body, that body
Come and a good time with G.O.D

G.O.O.D. Music! G.O.O.D. Music!
G.O.O.D. Music! G.O.O.D. Music!
And all my say "G.O.O.D. Music!"
And all my say "G.O.O.D. Music!"
I don't but I've been told (I don't know but I've been told)
If you get get all the hoes (If you get fresh get all the hoes)
I'm way fresher all my foes (I'm way fresher than all my foes)
Somebody pick out they clothes (Somebody please pick out they clothes)
And all my say "G.O.O.D. Music!"
And all my say "G.O.O.D. Music!"
Who runnin' shit G.O.O.D. Music!
Who runnin' shit G.O.O.D. Music!