Luyện nghe bài hát Glory

Woo, this that shit they didn't me on
I'm to act a badonkadonk, shamone, shamone
Don't need sugar, I cream, I'm dark and strong
The garbage man on cologne, aroma wrong
I'm on, I'm on, that shit they didn't want
I act a ass and a skunk, I will, I won't
Black your eye like will.i.am, you Wonka
me in the Lam, I'm disappearin' like Jimmy Hoffa
AK-47 my business partner, is swell
French kiss a bitch, she don't speak French, kiss and tell
I push his ass in the well, then wish him well
Sippin' like ginger ale, but I'm the quickest snail
From to Hell, I hear them hail, I give them hell
I'm hail, I'm Clinton, well, I did inhale
These frail, they Chip and Dale, they little girls
Watch me act a donkey, then pin a tail, spit out your
Uh, glory,
Holy shit, I'm the holy shit, I'm manure
I how to hack a jeweller ward and not computers
I like a Buddhist, Holy ramen noodles
And now you sleep, I'm inside your wit' a lot of shooters
You wake up to this tool, it's like, 'Cock-a-doodle'
I'm awkward, cuckoo, I turn your Froot to chocolate Yoo-Hoo
I'm hotter than Honolulu, glory you, glory

I'm awkward, cuckoo, I turn Froot Loop to chocolate Yoo-Hoo
I'm hotter Honolulu, my clothes and socks and shoes new
I a boo-boo since ga-ga goo-goo and Dada, FUBU
Make everybody that knew you boo-boo, I got spooked too
I a neutral, shock the future like Dr. Luther
I'm not a chooser, mom a cougar, I sock it to her
My cocaine white as a beluga, I like bazookas
I'm high as lunar, I'm wilder Tyga's Nikes, Pumas
Woo, this that you didn't want me on
My louder than underarms and car alarms
Cheers, I said, 'Surprise', but couldn't party
I got to get back to the and the drawin' board
But all fuckin' art destroyed, this the art of war
niggas' soft as teddy bears, talk to Marky Mark
I wet your block, it a waterpark, broad or dark
I whip the like tartar sauce, you want it hard or raw, huh?

Uh, glory,
Holy shit, I'm the shit, Porta-Potty
Unload the profusely, I'm soarin' out confusion
Your mouth keep vroomin', I'm goin' Tony Stewart
I'm on the fluid, I'm ruined, I'm as Boston Bruins
Lost in the shoo-shoo and who and I lost influence
Lost my point of 'til I find a mirror, start talkin' to it
It told me the truth, it said I'm the shit and you poopin'
Lord, oh,

Am I talkin' crazy, too coffee maybe
I smell like money, I know broke niggas nauseated
The broads' elated, my are faded, my car's the latest
My bars the greatest, they rated X like Marvel it
She caught the babies, she barfed the babies, orphans maybe
We got that white girl like in the '80s, that Brady
I dicked Tracy Warren Beatty, I'm warm as Haiti
I'm armed and lazy, I'm sprayin' my arms is lazy
Pardon my mental, I'm higher than
Went from flyin' cockroaches to flyin' without
That's private, the pilot, 'Be quiet, we need our privacy'
Throw you off bitch if you wired, justifiably
wit' a motive, you know this, I'm wit' my whoadies
No snakes, no rodents, no ad-libs, no
No stress, no worries, you to a respiratory
self-explanatory, the glory is mandatory, glory