Luyện nghe bài hát Glory

Woo, this that shit didn't want me on
I'm to act a badonkadonk, shamone, shamone
Don't need sugar, I need cream, I'm and strong
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' Jimmy Hoffa
my business partner, business is swell
French kiss a bitch, she speak French, can't kiss and tell
I his ass in the wishin' well, then wish him well
Sippin' syrup ginger ale, but I'm the quickest snail
From to Hell, I hear them hail, I give them hell
I'm hail, I'm Clinton, well, I did inhale
These niggas frail, they and Dale, they little girls
me act a donkey, then pin a tail, spit out your nails
Uh, glory,
Holy shit, I'm the shit, I'm God's manure
I know how to hack a ward and not computers
I meditate like a Buddhist, Holy ramen
And now you sleep, I'm inside your room wit' a lot of
You wake up to this tool, it's like, 'Cock-a-doodle'
I'm awkward, cuckoo, I turn your Loop to chocolate Yoo-Hoo
I'm than Honolulu, glory unto you, glory

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

Uh, glory,
Holy shit, I'm the shit, Tunechi
the Glock profusely, I'm soarin' out confusion
Your motor mouth keep vroomin', I'm Tony Stewart
I'm on the fluid, I'm ruined, I'm cold as Bruins
Lost in the shoo-shoo and who's who and I influence
Lost my point of 'til I find a mirror, start talkin' to it
It told me the truth, it said I'm the and you party poopin'
Lord, oh,

Am I talkin' crazy, too coffee maybe
I smell like money, I know niggas feel nauseated
The broads' elated, my are faded, my car's the latest
My bars the greatest, they rated X like made it
She caught the babies, she barfed the babies, they orphans
We got that white girl in the '80s, that Marcia Brady
I dicked Tracy like Beatty, I'm warm as Haiti
I'm armed and lazy, I'm sprayin' until my is lazy
Pardon my mental, I'm higher than
Went from cockroaches to flyin' without credentials
That's private, tell the pilot, 'Be quiet, we need our
Throw you off bitch if you wired, justifiably
Hustle wit' a motive, you this, I'm wit' my whoadies
No snakes, no rodents, no ad-libs, no
No stress, no worries, took you to a
It's self-explanatory, the is mandatory, glory