Luyện nghe bài hát New God Flow

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

I believe a God above me
I'm just the God of everything
I put in everything else
"New God Flow," fuck everything
Supreme dope (Woo!) write it in bold letters
They love a nigga's spirit like Pac at the
They said Pusha fit with the umbrella
But I was with the Yay' as a wholesaler
I think it's good that 'Ye got a dealer
A hot temper, matched with a cold
I came aboard for more than just to with him
Think '99, Puff woulda had Shyne with him (Yughck)
(Matching Daytonas, rose on us)
Goin' H·A·M in done took a toll on us (ooh!)
(But since you do it, I'mma 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 body, party that body (Yeah nigga!)
Come and have a good with G.O.D (yeah)

Shake that body, that bod (Whoa!)
Shake that body, party 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 multiplies by
them all up and let's just see
Fuck em 'Ye, em 'Ye!
I piss on that nigga with Grand Marnier (Woo!)
(Woo!) They shitty at Targét (Woo!)
(Woo!) My is luxury Balmain (Ay!)
Im ballin',
A nick' in the park then I want in
What's a king without a crown, (What?)
What's a circus without you clown (Ha!)
What's a brick from an outta-town
you flood and you can drown niggas? (Yughck!)
Here's the G.O.O.D. Music golden
M.A. dollar sign, can't nobody hold me

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

Hold up, I ain't to stunt, man
But Yeezys jumped over the Jumpman
from most hated to the champion god flow
I guess that's a feeling me and Lebron know
I'm living dreams,
Biggie Smalls', Dr. King, King's
'Cause we can't get along, no
'Til we drown all these haters, rest in to Whitney Houston
Cars, money, girls and the
Aw man, you your soul
Naw man, mad was frontin'
Aw man, made something from
Picture working so hard, and you can't cut
That can mess up your whole life, an uncle that touched you
has the world come to, I'm from the 3 1 2
Where cops don't through and dreams don't come true
there the god go in his Murcielago
From working McDonalds, paying the car note
He even got enough to get his mama a
Then they ran up and him right in front of his mom
40 killings in a weekend, 40 in a week
Man the summer too hot you can feel it in the
Welcome to Sunday if you hope to someday serve us
We got green in our eyes, just follow my Erick
Did Moses not part the water the cane?
Did strippers not make an arc when I 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 Richard say
And we'll anybody that violate
Ask any dope boy you know, they 'Ye

that body, party that bod
Shake that body, that bod
Shake body, party that body
Come and have a 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 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 than all my (I'm way fresher than all my foes)
Somebody pick out they 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 runnin' shit G.O.O.D. Music!
Who runnin' shit G.O.O.D. Music!