Luyện nghe bài hát New God Flow

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

I believe a God above me
I'm just the God of everything
I put holes in else
"New God Flow," everything else
dope dealer (Woo!) write it in bold letters
They love a nigga's spirit like Pac at the
They said Pusha ain't fit with the
But I was good the Yay' as a wholesaler
I it's good that 'Ye got a blow dealer
A hot temper, matched a cold killer
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 Ibiza done a toll on us (ooh!)
(But you over do it, I'mma pour more)
if you goin' coupe, I'm goin' four door

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

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

Step on they necks 'til they breathe
Claim they five stars but you dreams
They say death by threes
Line them all up and just see
em 'Ye, fuck em 'Ye!
I wouldn't piss on nigga with Grand Marnier (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 clown (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, can't nobody me down

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

Hold up, I trying to stunt, man
But these Yeezys over the Jumpman
Went from most to the champion god flow
I that's a feeling only me and Lebron know
I'm three dreams,
Smalls', Dr. King, Rodney King's
'Cause we can't get along, no
we drown all these haters, rest in peace to Whitney Houston
Cars, money, girls and the
Aw man, you sold soul
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, an uncle that touched you
has the world come to, I'm from the 3 1 2
Where cops don't come through and dreams don't true
Like there the god go in his
From working McDonalds, barely the car note
He even got enough to get his mama a
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 feel it in the
Welcome to Sunday service if you 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 made it
Did Yeezy not get by Hov and Dame?
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 anybody that violate
Ask any dope boy you know, admire 'Ye

that body, party that bod
Shake that body, party bod
Shake that body, party body
Come and have a good time 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 I've told)
If you get fresh get all the hoes (If you get 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 shit today? G.O.O.D. Music!
Who runnin' shit G.O.O.D. Music!