Luyện nghe bài hát New God Flo

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

I believe there's a God 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 ain't fit with the
But I was with the Yay' as a wholesaler
I think good that 'Ye got a blow dealer
A hot temper, matched with a killer
I came for more than just to rhyme with him
Think '99, when woulda had Shyne with him (Yughck)
(Matching Daytonas, rose on us)
Goin' H·A·M in Ibiza took a toll on us (ooh!)
(But since you over do it, pour more)
if you goin' coupe, I'm goin' four door

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

Step on they 'til they can't breathe
Claim they five stars but you dreams
They say death by threes
Line them all up and let's 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 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 an outta-town nigga
you flood and you can drown niggas? (Yughck!)
Here's the G.O.O.D. golden child
M.A. dollar sign, can't nobody hold me

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

Hold up, I trying to stunt, man
But these jumped 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, 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 sold your
Naw man, mad people was
Aw man, made something nothing
Picture so hard, and you can't cut through
That can mess up your life, like an uncle that touched you
What has the world come to, I'm the 3 1 2
Where cops don't come and dreams don't come true
there the god go in his Murcielago
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 killings in a
Man the summer too hot you can it in the street
Welcome to Sunday if you hope to someday serve us
We got green in our eyes, just follow my Erick
Did not part the water with the cane?
Did strippers not make an arc I made it rain?
Did Yeezy not get by Hov and Dame?
And ran to Jacob and the new Jesus chains?
In name, let the choir say
"I'm on fire, ay," that's what Pryor say
And we'll anybody that violate
Ask any dope boy you know, admire 'Ye

that body, party that bod
Shake that body, party bod
Shake that body, party body
and have a good time 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 I've 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 fresher all my foes)
Somebody please pick out they (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 runnin' today? G.O.O.D. Music!
Who runnin' shit G.O.O.D. Music!