Luyện nghe bài hát Glory

Woo, this that they didn't want me on
I'm to act a badonkadonk, shamone, shamone
Don't need sugar, I need cream, I'm and strong
The man puttin' on cologne, aroma wrong
I'm on, I'm on, this that shit they didn't
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 French, can't kiss and tell
I push his ass in the wishin' well, wish him well
Sippin' syrup like ginger ale, but I'm the 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, they and Dale, they little girls
Watch me act a donkey, then pin a tail, spit out your
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, Holy ramen
And now you sleep, I'm inside your room wit' a lot of
You up to this chopper tool, it's like, 'Cock-a-doodle'
I'm awkward, cuckoo, I turn your Loop to chocolate Yoo-Hoo
I'm hotter than Honolulu, glory you, glory

I'm awkward, cuckoo, I turn your Froot Loop to chocolate
I'm than Honolulu, my clothes and socks and shoes new
I been a boo-boo since ga-ga goo-goo and Dada,
everybody that 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 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
These soft as teddy bears, talk to Marky Mark
I wet block, leave it a waterpark, broad or dark
I the work like tartar sauce, you want it hard or raw, huh?

Uh, glory,
shit, I'm the shit, Porta-Potty Tunechi
Unload the Glock profusely, I'm out confusion
Your motor mouth vroomin', I'm goin' Tony Stewart
I'm on the fluid, I'm ruined, I'm cold as Boston
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 shit and you poopin'
Lord, oh,

Am I crazy, too much coffee maybe
I smell like money, I know broke niggas feel
The broads' elated, my boys are faded, my car's the
My bars the greatest, rated X like Marvel made it
She the babies, she barfed the babies, they orphans maybe
We got that white girl in the '80s, that Marcia Brady
I dicked Tracy like Beatty, I'm warm as Haiti
I'm armed and lazy, I'm sprayin' until my is lazy
Pardon my mental, I'm than Continental
Went flyin' cockroaches to flyin' without credentials
That's private, the pilot, 'Be quiet, we need our privacy'
you off this bitch if you wired, justifiably
Hustle wit' a motive, you this, I'm wit' 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