Luyện nghe bài hát New God Flo

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

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

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

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

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

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

up, I ain't trying to stunt, man
But these Yeezys jumped the Jumpman
Went from most to the champion god flow
I guess that's a feeling only me and Lebron
I'm three dreams,
Biggie Smalls', Dr. King, Rodney
we can't get along, no resolution
'Til we drown all these haters, rest in peace to Whitney
Cars, money, girls and the
Aw man, you your soul
Naw man, mad people was
Aw man, made from nothing
working so hard, and you can't cut through
That can mess up your whole life, an uncle that touched you
What has the world 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, paying the car note
He even got enough to get his mama a
Then ran up and shot him right in front of his mom
40 killings in a weekend, 40 killings in a
Man the too hot you can feel it in the street
Welcome to Sunday if you hope to someday serve us
We got green in our eyes, just my Erick Sermon
Did Moses not part the water the cane?
Did strippers not make an arc 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 annihilate anybody that
Ask any dope boy you know, they 'Ye

Shake body, party 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 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 (I'm way fresher than all my foes)
Somebody please pick out 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 shit today? G.O.O.D. Music!
Who runnin' today? G.O.O.D. Music!