Luyện nghe bài hát New God Flo

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

I there's a God above me
I'm just the God of else
I put in everything else
"New God Flow," fuck everything
Supreme dealer (Woo!) write it in bold letters
They love a 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 good that 'Ye got a blow
A hot temper, matched with a killer
I came aboard for more just to rhyme with him
Think '99, when woulda had Shyne with him (Yughck)
(Matching Daytonas, rose on us)
Goin' H·A·M in Ibiza took a toll on us (ooh!)
(But since you do it, I'mma pour more)
if you goin' coupe, I'm goin' four door

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

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

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

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

Hold up, I trying to stunt, man
But these jumped over the Jumpman
Went most hated to the champion god flow
I guess a feeling only me and Lebron know
I'm three dreams,
Smalls', Dr. King, Rodney King's
'Cause we can't get along, no
'Til we drown all these haters, rest in peace to Houston
Cars, money, girls and the
Aw man, you sold soul
Naw man, mad people was
Aw man, made from nothing
Picture working so hard, and you can't cut
That can mess up your whole life, like an uncle touched you
has the world come to, I'm from the 3 1 2
Where cops don't through and dreams don't come true
Like the god go in his Murcielago
working McDonalds, barely paying the car note
He even got to get his mama a condo
Then they ran up and shot him in front of his mom
40 killings in a weekend, 40 killings in a
Man the too hot you can feel it in the street
Welcome to Sunday service if you hope to serve us
We got green in our eyes, just follow my Sermon
Did Moses not part the water with the
Did strippers not make an arc when I made it
Did Yeezy not get by Hov and Dame?
And ran to Jacob and the new Jesus chains?
In Jesus' name, let the say
"I'm on fire, ay," what Richard Pryor say
And we'll annihilate anybody violate
Ask any dope boy you know, admire 'Ye

Shake body, party that bod
Shake that body, party bod
Shake that body, that body
Come and have a 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 know but I've been (I don't know but I've been told)
If you get fresh get all the (If you get fresh get all the hoes)
I'm way fresher than all my (I'm way fresher than all my foes)
please 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' today? G.O.O.D. Music!