Luyện nghe bài hát New God Flow

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

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

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

Shake 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 good time G.O.D

on they necks 'til they can't breathe
Claim they five stars but sell you
They say death multiplies by
Line all up and let's just see
Fuck em 'Ye, em 'Ye!
I wouldn't piss on that nigga with Grand (Woo!)
(Woo!) They shoppin' at Targét (Woo!)
(Woo!) My shit is Balmain (Ay!)
Im ballin',
A nick' sold in the park then I in
a king without a crown, nigga? (What?)
What's a circus without you clown (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 body, party that bod
Shake that body, party body
Come and have a time with G.O.D

up, I ain't trying to stunt, man
But these Yeezys over the Jumpman
from most hated to the champion god flow
I guess that's a feeling only me and Lebron
I'm three dreams,
Smalls', Dr. King, Rodney 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 your soul
Naw man, mad people was
Aw man, made from nothing
Picture so hard, and you can't cut through
That can mess up your life, like an uncle that touched you
has the world come to, I'm from the 3 1 2
Where don't come through and dreams don't come true
there the god go in his Murcielago
From working McDonalds, barely paying the car
He even got enough to get his mama a
they ran up and shot him right in front of his mom
40 killings in a weekend, 40 killings in a
Man the summer too hot you can feel it in the
to Sunday service if you hope to someday serve us
We got in our eyes, just follow my Erick Sermon
Did Moses not part the with the cane?
Did strippers not an arc when 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," what Richard Pryor say
And annihilate anybody that violate
Ask any dope boy you know, admire 'Ye

Shake that body, party bod
Shake body, party that bod
Shake that body, 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 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 fresher 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' today? G.O.O.D. Music!
Who runnin' today? G.O.O.D. Music!