Luyện nghe bài hát Glory

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

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

Uh, glory,
Holy shit, I'm the shit, Tunechi
the Glock profusely, I'm soarin' out confusion
Your motor keep vroomin', I'm goin' Tony Stewart
I'm on the fluid, I'm ruined, I'm cold as Boston
in the shoo-shoo and who's who and I lost influence
Lost my point of view 'til I find a mirror, start to it
It told me the truth, it said I'm the and you party poopin'
Lord, oh,

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