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, wrong
I'm on, I'm on, this shit they didn't want
I act a ass and a skunk, I will, I won't
Black eye like will.i.am, you Willy Wonka
That's me in the Lam, I'm disappearin' like Jimmy
AK-47 my business partner, business is
French kiss a bitch, she don't French, can't kiss and tell
I his ass in the wishin' well, then wish him well
Sippin' syrup like ale, but I'm the quickest snail
From here to Hell, I hear hail, I give them hell
I'm spittin' hail, I'm Clinton, well, I did
These niggas frail, they Chip and Dale, 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 God's
I know how to hack a jeweller ward and not
I meditate like a Buddhist, Holy 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 Froot Loop to chocolate Yoo-Hoo
I'm hotter Honolulu, glory unto you, glory

I'm awkward, cuckoo, I turn Froot Loop to chocolate Yoo-Hoo
I'm hotter than Honolulu, my and socks and shoes new
I been a since ga-ga goo-goo and Dada, FUBU
Make that knew 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 like
I'm high as lunar, I'm wilder than Nikes, Pumas
Woo, this that shit you want me on
My louder than underarms and car alarms
Cheers, I said, 'Surprise', but party long
I got to get back to the grind and the drawin'
But all fuckin' art destroyed, this the art of war
These niggas' soft as teddy bears, talk to Marky
I wet your block, leave it a waterpark, broad or
I whip the work like tartar sauce, you want it hard or raw,

Uh, glory,
shit, I'm the shit, Porta-Potty Tunechi
Unload the Glock profusely, I'm soarin' out
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 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 feel
The broads' elated, my boys are faded, my car's the
My bars the greatest, rated X like Marvel made 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 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
Went flyin' cockroaches to flyin' without credentials
That's private, tell the pilot, 'Be quiet, we our privacy'
Throw you off this bitch if you wired,
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
self-explanatory, the glory is mandatory, glory