Luyện nghe bài hát Glor

"Glory"

I'm now!
Ha! Ha!
I'm now!
should 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 land in
Take the jet flight

Thursday

Y'all fuck up worth your life
Huh, you niggaz heard me
Uggh, for that white
I go to of christ
a life
First to cut a for his merchandise
My niggaz ball for
Sprinkle ten grams of coke on their corn
To make em flakes
Oh, jewels on my neck
You'll say the I'm saved
My cost some cake
You think you can afford a
But yo men should know
That my crew, we intend to
Treat you cats like Martin
And motherfuckin end your
I say no
What don't you the N or O
that nigga Jigga said
Yo, you friend or foe
So my wish
I'm a
And wit the gun
Is the only a nigga plays catch or kiss
the list, how many necks I twist
Who this, Exodus
Blow over night, or even sex a
But she catch everytime I hit her off
On my dick so bad I Cochran to get her off
Ask my Digga
Or my nigga Mr. Ross
The we get across
To make it you get across
And cats you, get mad and wanna holler rape
But you live in the
business is on the holidays

Now my up north niggas at
Wha What!
Now my down south niggas at
Wha What!
Now where my east side at
Wha What!
Now where my side niggas at
Wha What!
Now where my Harlem 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 walk wit ya'll
I don't rhyme
I just to talk wit ya'll
How ya'll feel me
Yo, I think I'm hot
Cause I rhyme
Niggas grab they and diddy bop
Then pull they down
And put their ice on
Like they don't trust a
And around the club
Like bout to crush a nigga
I get a nigga mad enough to he snuff a nigga
No need to
Yo, I around and bust a nigga
You got to love a
The way I rhyme
Cause out west they fuckin gang signs up
Wildin all out and not carin they wind up
Next day same ice along the lineup
Ya'll niggas' up
No mean to you
snatch your kids quicker than B.C.W
What you mad about? I see a lot of tightened
I got a lot of hoes, but I'm really, really liking
Not to nag her, if I can bag her
It ain't if I can have her, it's HOW I'm gonna her
I'm a lay her like a
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 around and the hoe
Oh, I'm the type to the hoe and diss the hoe
Choke and threaten to kill her, like her last Carlissimo
Listen yo, the hoe and get her dough
That was like Richard yo
See I done been the world
See I met and I know Mason
But still the best
Nigga is
So let me hold
Yo, you change my livin
robbery's a holiday
Call it
you a turkey
Talkin you sell weight
Nigga you had mates, I had cell mates
But now I've been in the three hummers
For the three summers
And my dice game me
and stays on the same numbers