Luyện nghe bài hát Glor

"Glory"

I'm now!
Ha! Ha!
I'm now!
They have never let me in the muthafuckin game b!
They done 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 worth your
Huh, you niggaz heard me
Uggh, for that persian
I go to of christ
a life
First to cut a nigga for his
My ball for weight
Sprinkle ten grams of coke on corn flakes
To em frosted flakes
Oh, these on my neck
say the Lord I'm saved
My shit some cake
You think you can a date
But yo men should know
That my crew, we to blow
you cats like Martin Lawrence
And motherfuckin end show
I say no
What don't you the N or O
Like that nigga said
Yo, you friend or foe
So respect my
I'm a
And wit the gun
Is the only time a plays catch or kiss
Check the list, how many I twist
Who this, Exodus
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 nigga
Or my nigga Mr. Ross
The we get across
To make it that you get
And cats like you, get mad and wanna rape
But you in the burbs'
business is on the holidays

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

Eh, yo I just wanna wit ya'll
I don't rhyme
I just need to talk wit
How ya'll about me
Yo, I I'm pretty hot
Cause when I
Niggas they dick and diddy bop
Then pull they skully
And put their ice on
Like don't trust a nigga
And around the club
they bout to crush a nigga
I get a nigga mad to when he snuff a nigga
No need to
Yo, I fuck around and bust a
You got to love a
The way I rhyme
out west they fuckin throwin gang signs up
Wildin all out and not carin where wind up
Next day ice grill along the lineup
Ya'll 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 have her, it's HOW I'm have her
I'm a lay her like a
On her
On the mat
Found out you wanna act
We ran her
You want her
Come on wit
You a hoe
But when the leaves
You fuck around and the hoe
Oh, I'm the type to the hoe and diss the hoe
Choke and threaten to her, like her last name's Carlissimo
yo, trick the hoe and get her dough
That was like Richard yo
See I done around the world
See I met and I know Mason
But still the best
Nigga is
So let me hold
Yo, you can't my livin
This robbery's a
Call it
you a turkey
Talkin you sell weight
you had soul mates, I had cell mates
But now I've been in the same three
For the same summers
And my game loves me
and stays on the three numbers