Luyện nghe bài hát New God Flow

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

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

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

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

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

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

Hold up, I ain't to stunt, man
But these Yeezys jumped the Jumpman
Went from most to the champion god flow
I guess that's a feeling me and Lebron know
I'm three 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, girls and the
Aw man, you sold your
Naw man, mad was frontin'
Aw man, made from 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 come true
Like there the god go in his
From working McDonalds, paying the car note
He got enough to get his mama a condo
Then 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
Welcome to service if you hope to someday serve us
We got green in our eyes, just follow my Erick
Did Moses not part the with the cane?
Did not make an arc when 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 Richard Pryor say
And we'll anybody that violate
Ask any dope boy you know, admire 'Ye

Shake that body, that bod
Shake body, party that bod
Shake that body, that body
Come and have a good time 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 but I've been told (I don't 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)
Somebody please pick out they clothes (Somebody pick out they 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 runnin' shit G.O.O.D. Music!