Luyện nghe bài hát Glory

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

I'm awkward, cuckoo, I turn your Froot Loop to chocolate
I'm hotter than Honolulu, my clothes and and shoes new
I been a since ga-ga goo-goo and Dada, FUBU
Make everybody that knew you boo-boo, I got spooked 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 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 than underarms and car
Cheers, I said, 'Surprise', but couldn't long
I got to get back to the grind and the drawin'
But all this art destroyed, this the art of war
These soft as teddy bears, talk to Marky Mark
I wet block, leave it a waterpark, broad or dark
I whip the work like sauce, you want it hard or raw, huh?

Uh, glory,
Holy shit, I'm the shit, Porta-Potty
Unload the 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 Boston
in the shoo-shoo and who's who and I lost influence
Lost my point of view I find a mirror, start talkin' to it
It told me the truth, it said I'm the shit and you party
Lord, oh,

Am I crazy, too much coffee maybe
I smell like money, I know niggas feel nauseated
The broads' elated, my boys are faded, my car's the
My bars the greatest, they rated X like made it
She caught the babies, she the babies, they orphans maybe
We got that white girl like in the '80s, that Marcia
I dicked Tracy Warren Beatty, I'm warm as Haiti
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' without
That's private, tell the pilot, 'Be quiet, we our privacy'
you off this bitch if you wired, justifiably
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