Luyện nghe bài hát Glory

Woo, this that they didn't want me on
I'm to act a badonkadonk, shamone, shamone
Don't need sugar, I need cream, I'm dark and
The garbage man puttin' on cologne, aroma
I'm on, I'm on, this that shit they didn't
I act a ass and shit a skunk, I will, I
Black your eye like will.i.am, you Wonka
That's me in the Lam, I'm disappearin' like Hoffa
AK-47 my business partner, is swell
French kiss a bitch, she don't speak French, kiss and tell
I push his ass in the well, then wish him well
Sippin' like ginger ale, but I'm the quickest snail
From here to Hell, I them hail, I give them hell
I'm hail, I'm Clinton, well, I did inhale
These niggas frail, they Chip and Dale, they little
Watch me act a donkey, then pin a tail, out your nails
Uh, glory,
Holy shit, I'm the holy shit, I'm manure
I know how to a jeweller ward and not computers
I meditate like a Buddhist, Holy noodles
And now you sleep, I'm inside your room a lot of shooters
You wake up to chopper tool, it's like, 'Cock-a-doodle'
I'm awkward, cuckoo, I your Froot Loop to chocolate Yoo-Hoo
I'm hotter Honolulu, glory unto you, glory

I'm awkward, cuckoo, I turn your Froot to chocolate Yoo-Hoo
I'm hotter Honolulu, my clothes and socks and shoes new
I been a boo-boo since ga-ga and Dada, FUBU
Make that knew you boo-boo, I got them spooked too
I a neutral, shock the future like Dr. Luther
I'm not a chooser, mom a cougar, I sock it to her
My cocaine white as a white beluga, I like
I'm as lunar, I'm wilder than Tyga's Nikes, Pumas
Woo, this that shit you want me on
My weed louder underarms and car alarms
Cheers, I said, 'Surprise', but couldn't long
I got to get back to the grind and the board
But all this fuckin' art destroyed, the art of war
These niggas' soft as teddy bears, talk to Mark
I wet your block, leave it a waterpark, or dark
I whip the work like tartar sauce, you want it or raw, huh?

Uh, glory,
Holy shit, I'm the shit, Porta-Potty
Unload the profusely, I'm soarin' out confusion
Your mouth keep vroomin', I'm goin' 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 me the truth, it said I'm the shit and you party poopin'
Lord, oh,

Am I talkin' crazy, too much 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, they rated X Marvel made it
She caught the babies, she barfed the babies, they maybe
We got that white like in the '80s, that Marcia Brady
I dicked Tracy like Warren Beatty, I'm warm as
I'm and lazy, I'm sprayin' until my arms is lazy
Pardon my mental, I'm higher than
Went from flyin' cockroaches to flyin' credentials
private, tell the pilot, 'Be quiet, we need our privacy'
Throw you off this bitch if you wired,
Hustle wit' a motive, you know this, I'm wit' my
No snakes, no rodents, no ad-libs, no
No stress, no worries, you to a respiratory
It's self-explanatory, the is mandatory, glory