Luyện nghe bài hát Glory

One, two
Check me the out
I'm here now, ha, ha, I'm now
Ya'll should have never let me in the game B
fucked up lettin' me in Un
They done did it to man
I tell ya'll what's down

Yo, eh yo, you see him, Cam in the BM
Wit the Koreans, to G 'em, for land in
the Lear jet flight when
Thursday night,

fuck up it's worth they life
Huh, you niggaz heard me
Ugh, for Persian white
I go to church of Christ, search a
First to heist a nigga for they

My niggaz ball for
ten grams of coke on they corn flakes
To it frosted flakes
Oh, these jewels on my
You'll say the Lord, I'm
My shit cost cake
You you can afford a date?

But yo, your men know
That my crew, we intend to
Treat you cats Martin Lawrence
And motherfuckin' end your
When I say no, what don't you the N or O?

Like that nigga Jigga said, "Yo, you either or foe"
So my wish, I'm a perfectionist and wit the gun
Is the only time a plays catch and kiss
Check the list, how many I twist
Who expected Exodus
over night, or even sex a bitch

But she catch everytime I hit her off
On my dick so bad I Cochran to get her off
Ask my nigga Digga, or my other Mr. Ross
Ah the point we get across, to make it that get across
And cats get sued and I ain't holler rape
But you live in the 'burbs, your business or holidays

You where my down niggas at, wha, what
You where my north side niggas at, wha,
You where my east side at, wha, what
You my west side niggas at, wha, what

You my Cam'ron niggas at, wha, what
You where my Harlem niggas at, wha, what
You where my N.O.R at, wha, what
You where my down south at, wha, what

Check it, eh, yo I just wanna wit ya'll
I wanna rhyme, I just need to talk wit ya'll
How you feel me? Yo, I think I'm pretty hot
I rhyme, niggas grab they dick and diddy bop
And pull they down

And put their ice grill on, they don't trust a nigga
And around the club, like they 'bout to crush a nigga
I get a mad enough to where he snuff a nigga
Dont have a toast, yo, you fuck around and bust a

You got to love a nigga, the way I crime
Out west they fuckin' throwin' signs up
Wildin' all out and don't kid where they up
day same ice grill inside a lineup
Ya'll niggas' up

No mean to you
I'll 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, really liking
Not to nag her, if I could bag her
It ain't if I could her, it's how I'm gonna have her

Lay her like a
On her back, on the mat
Found out that you act
We ran through her, you her back?
on wit that, you kiss a hoe
Yo when the leaves
You fuck around and the hoe

Oh, I'm the to twist the hoe then diss the hoe
Choke and to kill her, like her last name's Carlissimo
Listen yo, trick the hoe and get her
That was Pryor Richard yo
See I done been around the

See I met and I know Mason
But the best nation, nigga is donation
So let me somethin'
Yo, you can't my livin'
This robbery's a
it Thanksforgivin', 'cause you a turkey

Talkin' bout you sell
Nigga you had mates, I had cell mates
But now been in the same three hummers
For the same three
And love me
They on the same three numbers

You where my south niggas at, wha, what
You where my niggas at, wha, what
You my east side niggas at, wha, what
You where my west side at, wha, what

You where my Cam'ron at, wha, what
You where my Harlem niggas at, wha, what
You where my N.O.R niggas at, wha,

You where my down south niggas at, wha,
You where my north at, wha, what
You my west side niggas at, wha, what
You my east side niggas at, wha, what

What, what, what,
What, what, what,
What, what, what,