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

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

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

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

Shake body, party that bod
Shake body, party that bod
Shake body, party that body
Come and have a good 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,
Biggie Smalls', Dr. King, Rodney
'Cause we can't get along, no
'Til we drown all these haters, in peace to Whitney Houston
Cars, money, girls and the
Aw man, you sold your
Naw man, mad was frontin'
Aw man, made something from
Picture so hard, and you can't 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 don't come through and dreams don't come true
Like the god go in his Murcielago
From working McDonalds, barely paying the car
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 killings in a
Man the summer too hot you can feel it in the
Welcome to Sunday if you hope to someday serve us
We got green in our eyes, just follow my Sermon
Did not part the water with the cane?
Did strippers not an arc when I made it rain?
Did not get signed by Hov and Dame?
And ran to and made the new Jesus chains?
In name, let the choir say
"I'm on fire, ay," that's what Richard say
And we'll annihilate anybody that
Ask any dope boy you know, admire 'Ye

Shake body, party that bod
Shake that body, party bod
Shake that body, 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 don't 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 shit today? G.O.O.D. Music!
Who shit today? G.O.O.D. Music!