Luyện nghe bài hát New God Flow

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

I there's a God above me
I'm just the God of else
I put in everything else
"New God Flow," everything else
Supreme dope dealer (Woo!) write it in bold
love a nigga's spirit like Pac at the Coachella
They said Pusha ain't fit with the
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 than just to with him
Think '99, when Puff had Shyne with him (Yughck)
(Matching Daytonas, gold on us)
Goin' H·A·M in done took a toll on us (ooh!)
(But you over do it, I'mma pour more)
Well if you goin' coupe, I'm goin' door

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

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

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

Hold up, I ain't 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 living dreams,
Smalls', Dr. King, Rodney King's
'Cause we get along, no resolution
'Til we drown all these haters, rest in peace to Houston
Cars, money, and the clothes
Aw man, you your soul
Naw man, mad was frontin'
Aw man, made something nothing
Picture working so hard, and you can't cut
That can mess up your 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 don't come
Like there the god go in his
working McDonalds, barely paying the car note
He even got enough to get his a condo
they ran up and shot him right 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 Sunday service if you hope to someday us
We got green in our eyes, follow my Erick Sermon
Did Moses not part the water the cane?
Did not make an arc when I made it rain?
Did not get signed by Hov and Dame?
And ran to Jacob and made the new chains?
In Jesus' name, let the say
"I'm on fire, ay," that's Richard Pryor say
And we'll annihilate anybody violate
Ask any boy you know, they admire 'Ye

that body, party that bod
Shake that body, party bod
Shake that body, party that
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 know but I've been told (I don't know but I've been told)
If you get fresh get all the hoes (If you get 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' today? G.O.O.D. Music!