Luyện nghe bài hát New God Flow

Shake body, party that bod
that body, party that bod
Shake that body, party that
Come and have a good time 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 everything
Supreme dope (Woo!) write it in bold letters
They love a nigga's spirit Pac at the Coachella
They said Pusha fit with the umbrella
But I was good with the Yay' as a
I think it's good that 'Ye got a blow
A hot temper, matched with a killer
I came aboard for more just to rhyme with him
Think '99, when Puff had Shyne with him (Yughck)
(Matching Daytonas, gold on us)
Goin' H·A·M in Ibiza done took a on us (ooh!)
(But since you over do it, pour more)
Well if you coupe, I'm goin' four door

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

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

Step on they necks 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 wouldn't piss on nigga with Grand Marnier (Woo!)
(Woo!) shitty shoppin' at Targét (Woo!)
(Woo!) My shit is Balmain (Ay!)
Im ballin',
A nick' sold in the park I want in
What's a 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 drown (Yughck!)
Here's the G.O.O.D. Music child
M.A. sign, can't nobody hold me down

that body, party that bod
Shake that body, party 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
Went from most 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 all these haters, rest in peace to Whitney Houston
Cars, money, girls and the
Aw man, you your soul
Naw man, mad people was
Aw man, made something from
Picture working so hard, and you cut through
can mess up your whole 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
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 killings in a weekend, 40 in a week
Man the summer too hot you can it in the street
Welcome to service if you hope to someday serve us
We got in our eyes, just follow my Erick Sermon
Did Moses not the water with the cane?
Did strippers not an arc when I made it rain?
Did Yeezy not get signed by Hov and
And ran to and made the new Jesus chains?
In name, let the choir say
"I'm on fire, ay," that's what Pryor say
And we'll annihilate anybody violate
Ask any boy you know, they admire 'Ye

Shake body, party that bod
that body, party that bod
Shake that body, party 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 know but been told)
If you get fresh get all the (If you get fresh 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 runnin' today? G.O.O.D. Music!
Who runnin' today? G.O.O.D. Music!