Luyện nghe bài hát Glory

Woo, this that shit didn't want me on
I'm 'bout to act a badonkadonk, shamone,
Don't sugar, I need cream, I'm dark and strong
The garbage man on cologne, aroma wrong
I'm on, I'm on, this that shit they didn't
I act a ass and a skunk, I will, I won't
your eye like will.i.am, you Willy Wonka
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 and tell
I push his ass in the wishin' well, then him well
Sippin' syrup like ale, but I'm the quickest snail
here to Hell, I hear them hail, I give them hell
I'm spittin' hail, I'm Clinton, well, I did
These niggas frail, Chip and Dale, they little girls
Watch me act a donkey, then pin a tail, out your nails
Uh, glory,
shit, I'm the holy shit, I'm God's manure
I know how to hack a jeweller ward and not
I meditate like a Buddhist, ramen noodles
And now you sleep, I'm your room wit' a lot of shooters
You wake up to this chopper tool, it's like,
I'm awkward, cuckoo, I your Froot Loop to chocolate Yoo-Hoo
I'm hotter than Honolulu, glory you, glory

I'm awkward, cuckoo, I your 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 and Dada, FUBU
Make everybody knew you boo-boo, I got them spooked too
I drive a neutral, shock the future like Dr.
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 than Tyga's Nikes, Pumas
Woo, this that you didn't want me on
My weed louder than underarms and car
Cheers, I said, 'Surprise', but couldn't party
I got to get back to the and the drawin' board
But all this fuckin' art destroyed, 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 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 mouth keep vroomin', I'm Tony Stewart
I'm on the fluid, I'm ruined, I'm as Boston Bruins
Lost in the and who's who and I lost influence
Lost my point of view 'til I find a mirror, talkin' to it
It told me the truth, it said I'm the and you party poopin'
Lord, oh,

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