Luyện nghe bài hát New God Flo

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

I there's a God above me
I'm just the God of else
I put holes in everything
"New God Flow," everything else
Supreme dealer (Woo!) write it in bold letters
They love a spirit like Pac at the Coachella
They Pusha ain't fit with the umbrella
But I was good with the as a wholesaler
I think it's good 'Ye got a blow dealer
A hot temper, matched with a cold
I came aboard for more than just to rhyme him
Think '99, when Puff woulda had Shyne him (Yughck)
(Matching Daytonas, rose on us)
Goin' H·A·M in Ibiza done a toll on us (ooh!)
(But since you over do it, pour more)
Well if you goin' coupe, I'm goin' four

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

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

Step on they necks 'til can't breathe
they five stars but sell you dreams
They say death multiplies by
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 sold in the park then I want in
What's a king a crown, nigga? (What?)
What's a circus you clown niggas? (Ha!)
a brick from an outta-town nigga
When you flood and you can drown (Yughck!)
Here's the G.O.O.D. golden child
M.A. sign, can't nobody hold me down

Shake that body, party bod
Shake body, party 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 jumped over the Jumpman
Went from most hated to the god flow
I guess that's a feeling me and Lebron know
I'm living dreams,
Biggie Smalls', Dr. King, King's
'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 sold your
Naw man, mad was frontin'
Aw man, something from nothing
working so hard, and you can't cut through
That can mess up your whole life, like an that touched you
has the world come to, I'm from the 3 1 2
Where cops don't come through and don't come true
Like there the god go in his
From working McDonalds, barely paying the car
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 in a week
Man the summer too hot you can it in the street
Welcome to Sunday if you hope to someday serve us
We got green in our eyes, just follow my Sermon
Did Moses not part the water the cane?
Did not make an arc when I made it rain?
Did Yeezy not get signed by Hov and
And ran to Jacob and made the new chains?
In name, let the choir say
"I'm on fire, ay," that's what Richard say
And we'll annihilate anybody that
Ask any dope boy you know, they 'Ye

Shake that body, party bod
Shake body, party that bod
Shake that body, party that
Come and have a good 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 told (I don't know but been told)
If you get fresh get all the hoes (If you get get all the hoes)
I'm way fresher than all my (I'm way fresher than all my foes)
Somebody please pick out 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!