Luyện nghe bài hát New God Flow

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

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

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

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

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

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

Hold up, I ain't to stunt, man
But these Yeezys over the Jumpman
Went from hated to the champion god flow
I that's a feeling only me and Lebron know
I'm living dreams,
Biggie Smalls', Dr. King, King's
we can't get along, no resolution
'Til we drown all haters, rest in peace to Whitney Houston
Cars, money, and the clothes
Aw man, you sold your
Naw man, mad people was
Aw man, made something nothing
Picture working so hard, and you cut through
can mess up your whole life, like an uncle that touched you
What has the 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 paying the car
He even got enough to get his a condo
Then they ran up and shot him in front of his mom
40 in a weekend, 40 killings in a week
Man the summer too hot you can it in the street
to Sunday service if you hope to someday serve us
We got green in our eyes, just my Erick Sermon
Did Moses not the water with the cane?
Did strippers not make an arc when I made it
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 Richard say
And we'll annihilate that violate
Ask any dope boy you know, they 'Ye

Shake that body, party bod
Shake body, party that bod
that body, party that body
Come and have a good 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 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)
please 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 runnin' shit G.O.O.D. Music!
Who runnin' today? G.O.O.D. Music!