Luyện nghe bài hát New God Flo

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

I believe there's a God me
I'm just the God of everything
I put holes in else
"New God Flow," fuck everything
Supreme dope dealer (Woo!) write it in letters
They a nigga's spirit like Pac at the Coachella
They said Pusha ain't fit 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 a cold killer
I came aboard for more than to rhyme with him
Think '99, when Puff woulda had with him (Yughck)
(Matching Daytonas, rose on us)
Goin' H·A·M in Ibiza done took a on us (ooh!)
(But since you do it, I'mma pour more)
Well if you goin' coupe, I'm goin' four

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

Step on they necks they can't breathe
Claim five stars but sell you dreams
They say death by threes
them all up and let's just see
Fuck em 'Ye, em 'Ye!
I piss on that nigga with Grand Marnier (Woo!)
(Woo!) They shoppin' at Targét (Woo!)
(Woo!) My shit is luxury (Ay!)
Im ballin',
A nick' sold in the park then I in
What's a king without a crown, (What?)
What's a circus you clown niggas? (Ha!)
a brick 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, nobody hold me down

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

Hold up, I trying to stunt, man
But these Yeezys jumped the Jumpman
Went from most hated to the god flow
I guess that's a feeling me and Lebron 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, girls and the
Aw man, you your soul
Naw man, mad was frontin'
Aw man, something from nothing
Picture working so hard, and you cut through
That can mess up your whole life, like an uncle that you
has the world come to, I'm from the 3 1 2
Where cops don't come through and dreams don't true
there the god go in his Murcielago
From working McDonalds, barely 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 killings in a
Man the too hot you can feel it in the street
Welcome to Sunday service if you to someday serve us
We got in our eyes, just follow my Erick Sermon
Did Moses not part the water with the
Did strippers not make an arc I made it rain?
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," that's what Pryor say
And we'll annihilate that violate
Ask any dope boy you know, admire 'Ye

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