Luyện nghe bài hát Glor

"Glory"

I'm now!
Ha! Ha!
I'm now!
They should have let me in the muthafuckin game b!
They fucked up lettin me in Un
They did it to themselves man!

Eh yo, you see him
Cam in the BM
Wit the
To G 'em
Wit in Korea
the leer jet flight

Thursday

Y'all fuck up it's your life
Huh, you niggaz me right
Uggh, for persian white
I go to of christ
Search a
to cut a nigga for his merchandise
My niggaz for weight
Sprinkle ten grams of coke on their flakes
To make em frosted
Oh, these on my neck
say the Lord I'm saved
My cost some cake
You you can afford a date
But yo men should know
That my crew, we intend to
Treat you cats like Lawrence
And end your show
I say no
What you understand the N or O
Like that nigga said
Yo, you either or foe
So my wish
I'm a
And wit the gun
Is the only a nigga plays catch or kiss
Check the list, how necks I twist
Who expected this,
Blow night, or even sex a bitch
But she catch everytime I hit her off
On my dick so bad I need to get her off
Ask my Digga
Or my other Mr. Ross
The point we get
To it that you get across
And cats like you, get mad and wanna rape
But you live in the
Your is on the holidays

Now my up north niggas at
Wha What!
Now where my down niggas at
Wha What!
Now my east side niggas at
Wha What!
Now where my side niggas at
Wha What!
Now where my Harlem niggas at
Wha What!
Now where my niggas at
Wha What!
Now my N.O.R niggas at
Wha What!
Now where my niggas at
Wha What!

Eh, yo I just wanna walk wit
I don't rhyme
I just need to wit ya'll
How feel about me
Yo, I think I'm hot
Cause I rhyme
Niggas grab they and diddy bop
pull they skully down
And put ice grill on
Like they don't a nigga
And walk the club
Like they bout to a nigga
I get a nigga mad enough to when he a nigga
No to boast
Yo, I fuck around and bust a
You got to love a
The way I what
Cause out west they throwin gang signs up
Wildin all out and not carin they wind up
Next day same ice grill the lineup
niggas' time up
No mean to you
I'll snatch your quicker than B.C.W
What you mad about? I see a lot of jaws
I got a lot of hoes, but I'm really, really yours
Not to nag her, if I can bag her
It ain't if I can her, it's HOW I'm gonna have her
I'm a lay her a quarterback
On her
On the mat
out that you wanna act
We ran her
You her back?
Come on wit
You a hoe
But when the leaves
You fuck and miss the hoe
Oh, I'm the type to kiss the hoe and the hoe
Choke and to kill her, like her last name's Carlissimo
yo, trick the hoe and get her dough
That was like Richard yo
See I been around the world
See I met Puff and I Mason
But the best nation
Nigga is
So let me somethin
Yo, you can't my livin
This a holiday
it Thanksforgivin'
Cause you a
Talkin bout you weight
you had soul mates, I had cell mates
But now I've been in the same three
For the same three
And my dice game me
and on the same three numbers