Luyện nghe bài hát New God Flow

Shake that body, that bod
Shake body, party 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 in everything else
"New God Flow," fuck everything
Supreme dope dealer (Woo!) write it in bold
They love a nigga's like Pac at the Coachella
said Pusha ain't fit with the umbrella
But I was good with the Yay' as a
I think good that 'Ye got a blow dealer
A hot temper, matched with a cold
I aboard for more than just to rhyme with him
Think '99, when Puff woulda had with him (Yughck)
(Matching Daytonas, rose on us)
Goin' H·A·M in done took a toll on us (ooh!)
(But since you over do it, I'mma more)
if you goin' coupe, I'm goin' four door

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

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

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

Shake that body, that bod
Shake body, party that bod
Shake body, party that 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 most hated to the god flow
I that's a feeling only me and Lebron know
I'm living dreams,
Biggie Smalls', Dr. King, Rodney
'Cause we can't get along, no
'Til we drown all these haters, rest in peace to Whitney
Cars, money, girls and the
Aw man, you sold your
Naw man, mad was frontin'
Aw man, made something from
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 come through and dreams don't come true
there the god go in his Murcielago
From McDonalds, barely paying the car note
He even got enough to get his a condo
Then they ran up and shot him 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 service if you hope to someday serve us
We got green in our eyes, just follow my Erick
Did Moses not the water with the cane?
Did strippers not make an arc when I it rain?
Did Yeezy not get by Hov and Dame?
And ran to and made the new Jesus chains?
In Jesus' name, let the say
"I'm on fire, ay," that's what Pryor say
And we'll anybody that violate
Ask any dope boy you know, admire 'Ye

Shake that body, party bod
Shake body, party that bod
that 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 (If you get fresh get all the hoes)
I'm way than 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 shit today? G.O.O.D. Music!
Who runnin' shit G.O.O.D. Music!