Luyện nghe bài hát New God Flow

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

I believe a God above me
I'm the God of everything else
I put in everything else
"New God Flow," everything else
Supreme dope dealer (Woo!) write it in bold
They love a nigga's spirit like Pac at the
They said Pusha fit with the umbrella
But I was good with the as a wholesaler
I think it's good 'Ye got a blow dealer
A hot temper, matched a cold killer
I came aboard for more than to rhyme with him
Think '99, when Puff had Shyne with him (Yughck)
(Matching Daytonas, rose on us)
Goin' H·A·M in Ibiza took a toll on us (ooh!)
(But since you over do it, pour more)
if you goin' coupe, I'm goin' four door

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

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

Step on they 'til they can't breathe
they five stars but sell you dreams
They say multiplies by threes
Line them all up and let's see
em 'Ye, fuck em 'Ye!
I wouldn't piss on that nigga with Marnier (Woo!)
(Woo!) shitty shoppin' at Targét (Woo!)
(Woo!) My is luxury Balmain (Ay!)
Im ballin',
A nick' sold in the park I want in
What's a king without a crown, (What?)
What's a circus you clown niggas? (Ha!)
a brick from an outta-town nigga
When you flood and you can niggas? (Yughck!)
the G.O.O.D. Music golden child
M.A. dollar sign, can't nobody hold me

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

Hold up, I trying to stunt, man
But these Yeezys jumped the Jumpman
Went from most hated to the champion god
I guess that's a feeling only me and Lebron
I'm three dreams,
Biggie Smalls', Dr. King, Rodney
'Cause we can't get along, no
'Til we drown all these haters, rest in peace to Houston
Cars, money, girls and the
Aw man, you sold your
Naw man, mad people was
Aw man, something from nothing
working so hard, and you can't cut through
That can mess up your life, like an uncle that touched you
What has the world come to, I'm the 3 1 2
Where cops don't through and dreams don't come true
there the god go in his Murcielago
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 in a weekend, 40 killings in a week
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 water 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 Jesus' name, let the say
"I'm on fire, ay," that's Richard Pryor say
And we'll anybody that violate
Ask any dope boy you know, admire 'Ye

Shake body, party that bod
that body, party that bod
Shake that body, party that
and have 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 been told (I don't know but I've been told)
If you get get all the hoes (If you get fresh get all the hoes)
I'm way fresher all my foes (I'm way fresher than all my foes)
Somebody please 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 shit today? G.O.O.D. Music!