Luyện nghe bài hát New God Flow

Shake body, party 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 just the God of everything
I put in everything else
"New God Flow," everything else
Supreme dope dealer (Woo!) it in bold letters
They love a nigga's spirit like Pac at the
They said Pusha ain't fit the umbrella
But I was good with the Yay' as a
I it's good that 'Ye got a blow dealer
A hot temper, matched with a cold
I aboard for more than just to rhyme 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 since you over do it, pour more)
Well if you goin' coupe, I'm four door

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

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

Step on they 'til they can't breathe
Claim they five stars but sell you
They say multiplies by threes
Line them all up and let's see
em 'Ye, fuck em 'Ye!
I wouldn't on that nigga with Grand Marnier (Woo!)
(Woo!) They shoppin' at Targét (Woo!)
(Woo!) My shit is luxury (Ay!)
Im ballin',
A nick' sold in the park I want in
What's a king a crown, nigga? (What?)
a circus without you clown niggas? (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. sign, can't nobody hold me down

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

Hold up, I ain't to stunt, man
But these Yeezys over the Jumpman
Went from hated to the champion god flow
I guess 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 sold soul
Naw man, mad people was
Aw man, something from nothing
Picture so hard, and you can't cut through
That can 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 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 right in of his mom
40 in a weekend, 40 killings in a week
Man the too hot you can feel it in the street
Welcome to service if you hope to someday serve us
We got green in our eyes, follow my Erick Sermon
Did Moses not part the with the cane?
Did strippers not an arc when I made it rain?
Did Yeezy not get by Hov and Dame?
And ran to Jacob and made the new Jesus
In name, let the choir say
"I'm on fire, ay," that's what Richard say
And we'll annihilate that violate
Ask any boy you know, they admire 'Ye

that body, party that bod
Shake body, party that bod
that body, party 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 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 (I'm way fresher than all my foes)
Somebody please pick out they clothes (Somebody please 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!