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 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," fuck everything
Supreme dope dealer (Woo!) it in bold letters
They love a nigga's spirit like Pac at the
They said Pusha ain't fit the umbrella
But I was good the Yay' as a wholesaler
I think good that 'Ye got a blow dealer
A hot temper, with a cold killer
I came for more than just to rhyme with him
'99, when Puff woulda had Shyne with him (Yughck)
(Matching Daytonas, gold on us)
Goin' H·A·M in Ibiza took a toll on us (ooh!)
(But since you do it, I'mma pour more)
Well if you goin' coupe, I'm four door

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

Shake body, party that bod (Whoa!)
Shake that body, that bod (Whoa!)
Shake body, party 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 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 shit is luxury (Ay!)
Im ballin',
A sold in the park then I want in
What's a king a crown, nigga? (What?)
a circus without you clown niggas? (Ha!)
What's a from an outta-town nigga
you flood and you can drown niggas? (Yughck!)
Here's the G.O.O.D. Music child
M.A. dollar sign, can't nobody me down

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

Hold up, I ain't to stunt, man
But Yeezys jumped over the Jumpman
Went from hated to the champion god flow
I guess that's a feeling only me and know
I'm living dreams,
Biggie Smalls', Dr. King, King's
'Cause we can't get along, no
'Til we drown all these haters, rest in to Whitney Houston
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 cut through
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 don't come through and dreams don't true
there the god go in his Murcielago
From working McDonalds, paying the car note
He even got enough to get his 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
to Sunday service if you hope to someday serve us
We got green in our eyes, just follow my Sermon
Did Moses not part the with the cane?
Did strippers not make an arc I made it rain?
Did Yeezy not get signed by Hov and
And ran to Jacob and made the new Jesus
In name, let the choir say
"I'm on fire, ay," that's what Pryor say
And we'll annihilate that violate
Ask any dope boy you know, they 'Ye

Shake body, party that bod
that body, party that bod
Shake that body, party that
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 (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 than all my foes)
Somebody please pick out they clothes (Somebody please pick out 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' shit G.O.O.D. Music!