Luyện nghe bài hát New God Flo

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

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

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

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

Step on they necks 'til they can't
Claim they five stars but sell you
say death multiplies by threes
Line them all up and just see
Fuck em 'Ye, em 'Ye!
I wouldn't piss on that nigga with Grand (Woo!)
(Woo!) They shitty at Targét (Woo!)
(Woo!) My is luxury Balmain (Ay!)
Im ballin',
A nick' in the park then I want in
What's a king without a crown, (What?)
What's a circus without you niggas? (Ha!)
What's a brick from an nigga
When you flood and you can niggas? (Yughck!)
Here's the G.O.O.D. Music golden
M.A. dollar sign, can't hold me down

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

Hold up, I trying to stunt, man
But these Yeezys jumped the Jumpman
Went from most hated to the champion god
I guess that's a feeling only me and Lebron
I'm three dreams,
Biggie Smalls', Dr. King, Rodney
'Cause we get along, no resolution
we drown all these haters, rest in peace to Whitney Houston
Cars, money, and the clothes
Aw man, you sold soul
Naw man, mad was frontin'
Aw man, made something from
Picture working so hard, and you cut through
That can mess up whole life, like an uncle that touched you
What has the world come to, I'm the 3 1 2
Where cops don't come through and don't come true
there the god go in his Murcielago
From working McDonalds, paying the car note
He got enough to get his mama a condo
they ran up and shot him right in front of his mom
40 killings in a weekend, 40 in a week
Man the too hot you can feel it in the street
Welcome to Sunday service if you to someday serve us
We got green in our eyes, just follow my Erick
Did Moses not part the water the cane?
Did not make an arc when I made 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," what Richard Pryor say
And we'll annihilate anybody that
Ask any dope boy you know, admire 'Ye

Shake that body, party bod
that body, party that 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 know but I've been told (I don't but I've been told)
If you get fresh get all the (If you get fresh get all the hoes)
I'm way than all my foes (I'm way fresher than all my foes)
Somebody please pick out they clothes (Somebody please 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 shit today? G.O.O.D. Music!