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
Take the leer jet

Thursday

Y'all up it's 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 ball for weight
Sprinkle ten grams of coke on their corn
To em frosted flakes
Oh, these jewels on my
say the Lord I'm saved
My cost some cake
You think you can afford a
But yo men should know
my crew, we intend to blow
Treat you cats like Martin
And end your show
I say no
What don't you the N or O
Like that Jigga said
Yo, you either or foe
So my wish
I'm a
And wit the gun
Is the time a nigga plays catch or kiss
Check the list, how many necks I
Who this, Exodus
Blow over night, or sex a bitch
But she catch feelings 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 live in the
Your is on the holidays

Now where my up niggas at
Wha What!
Now where my down niggas at
Wha What!
Now where my side niggas at
Wha What!
Now my west side niggas at
Wha What!
Now where my Harlem niggas at
Wha What!
Now where my Iraq at
Wha What!
Now my N.O.R niggas at
Wha What!
Now where my Cam'ron at
Wha What!

Eh, yo I just wanna wit ya'll
I don't wanna
I just need to wit ya'll
How feel about me
Yo, I think I'm hot
Cause I rhyme
Niggas grab dick and diddy bop
Then they skully 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 to boast
Yo, I fuck around and bust a
You got to a nigga
The way I rhyme
Cause out west they throwin gang signs up
Wildin all out and not carin where they up
Next day ice grill along the lineup
Ya'll time up
No to trouble you
snatch your kids 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, liking yours
Not to nag her, if I can bag her
It if I can have her, it's HOW I'm gonna have her
I'm a lay her a quarterback
On her
On the mat
Found out that you act
We ran her
You her back?
on wit that
You a hoe
But when the leaves
You around and miss the hoe
Oh, I'm the type to the hoe and diss the hoe
and threaten to kill her, like her last name's Carlissimo
Listen yo, trick the hoe and get her
That was Pryor Richard yo
See I been around the world
See I met Puff and I know
But still the best
is donation
So let me somethin
Yo, you can't my livin
This a holiday
it Thanksforgivin'
Cause you a
Talkin bout you weight
Nigga you had mates, I had cell mates
But now I've been in the same hummers
For the same three
And my dice loves me
and stays on the three numbers