Luyện nghe bài hát Glory

Woo, this that shit they 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 puttin' on cologne, aroma
I'm on, I'm on, this that shit didn't want
I act a ass and shit a skunk, I will, I
Black your eye like will.i.am, you Wonka
That's me in the Lam, I'm disappearin' Jimmy Hoffa
AK-47 my business partner, is swell
French kiss a bitch, she don't speak French, can't and tell
I push his ass in the wishin' well, wish him well
Sippin' syrup like ale, but I'm the quickest snail
From here to Hell, I hear them hail, I give them
I'm spittin' hail, I'm Clinton, well, I did
These niggas frail, they Chip and Dale, they little
Watch me act a donkey, pin a tail, spit out your nails
Uh, glory,
Holy shit, I'm the holy shit, I'm God's
I know how to hack a jeweller and not computers
I meditate like a Buddhist, Holy noodles
And now you sleep, I'm your room wit' a lot of shooters
You wake up to chopper tool, it's like, 'Cock-a-doodle'
I'm awkward, cuckoo, I turn Froot Loop to chocolate Yoo-Hoo
I'm hotter Honolulu, glory unto you, glory

I'm awkward, cuckoo, I turn your Froot Loop to chocolate
I'm hotter than Honolulu, my clothes and socks and new
I been a boo-boo since ga-ga goo-goo and Dada,
Make everybody that knew you boo-boo, I got 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 as a white beluga, I like bazookas
I'm high as lunar, I'm wilder than Tyga's Nikes,
Woo, this that shit you want me on
My louder than underarms 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, talk to Mark
I wet block, leave it a waterpark, broad or dark
I whip the work like tartar sauce, you want it or raw, huh?

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

Am I talkin' crazy, too coffee maybe
I like money, I know broke niggas feel nauseated
The broads' elated, my boys are faded, my the latest
My bars the greatest, they rated X like made it
She caught the babies, she barfed the babies, orphans maybe
We got white girl like in the '80s, that Marcia Brady
I Tracy like Warren Beatty, I'm warm as Haiti
I'm armed and lazy, I'm sprayin' until my arms is
Pardon my mental, I'm than Continental
Went from flyin' cockroaches to flyin' without
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 wit' my
No snakes, no rodents, no ad-libs, no
No stress, no worries, you to a respiratory
It's self-explanatory, the glory is mandatory,