Luyện nghe bài hát Glor

"Glory"

I'm now!
Ha! Ha!
I'm now!
They should have never let me in the muthafuckin b!
done fucked up lettin me in Un
They did it to themselves man!

Eh yo, you see him
Cam in the BM
Wit the
To G 'em
Wit in Korea
Take the jet flight

Thursday

Y'all fuck up worth your life
Huh, you niggaz me right
Uggh, for that white
I go to of christ
Search a
First to cut a nigga for his
My niggaz for weight
ten grams of coke on their corn flakes
To em frosted flakes
Oh, jewels on my neck
You'll say the Lord I'm
My cost some cake
You you can afford a date
But yo your men know
That my crew, we to blow
Treat you cats Martin Lawrence
And motherfuckin end show
I say no
What don't you the N or O
that nigga Jigga said
Yo, you either or foe
So my wish
I'm a
And wit the gun
Is the time a nigga plays catch or kiss
the list, how many necks I twist
Who this, Exodus
Blow over night, or even sex a
But she catch feelings I hit her off
On my dick so bad I need to get her off
Ask my Digga
Or my other Mr. Ross
The we get across
To make it you get across
And cats like you, get mad and wanna rape
But you live in the
Your business is on the

Now where my up niggas at
Wha What!
Now where my down niggas at
Wha What!
Now where my east side at
Wha What!
Now my west side niggas at
Wha What!
Now where my Harlem World at
Wha What!
Now where my niggas at
Wha What!
Now my N.O.R niggas at
Wha What!
Now my Cam'ron niggas at
Wha What!

Eh, yo I just wanna walk wit
I wanna rhyme
I just need to wit ya'll
How ya'll about me
Yo, I think I'm hot
Cause I rhyme
Niggas grab they dick and bop
Then pull skully down
And put their ice on
Like they trust a nigga
And around the club
Like they bout to crush a
I get a nigga mad to when he snuff a nigga
No need to
Yo, I fuck and bust a nigga
You got to a nigga
The way I rhyme
Cause out west they throwin gang signs up
Wildin all out and not carin they wind up
Next day ice grill along the lineup
niggas' time up
No mean to you
snatch your kids quicker than B.C.W
What you mad I see a lot of tightened jaws
I got a lot of hoes, but I'm really, liking yours
Not to nag her, if I can bag her
It if I can have her, it's HOW I'm gonna have her
I'm a lay her a quarterback
On her
On the mat
out that you wanna act
We ran her
You want her
Come on wit
You a hoe
But when the bitch
You fuck and miss the hoe
Oh, I'm the type to the hoe and diss the hoe
Choke and threaten to her, like her last name's Carlissimo
Listen yo, the hoe and get her dough
That was like Richard yo
See I been around the world
See I met Puff and I Mason
But still the nation
Nigga is
So let me somethin
Yo, you change my livin
This robbery's a
Call it
you a turkey
Talkin you sell weight
Nigga you had soul mates, I had cell
But now I've been in the same three
For the same three
And my dice game me
and on the same three numbers