Luyện nghe bài hát Glory

Woo, this that shit didn't want me on
I'm 'bout to act a badonkadonk, shamone,
Don't sugar, I need cream, I'm dark and strong
The garbage man puttin' on cologne, wrong
I'm on, I'm on, this that they didn't want
I act a ass and a skunk, I will, I won't
Black your eye like will.i.am, you Willy
That's me in the Lam, I'm disappearin' like Hoffa
AK-47 my partner, business 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 hail, I give them hell
I'm spittin' hail, I'm Clinton, well, I did
These niggas frail, they Chip and Dale, they little
Watch me act a donkey, then pin a tail, spit out your
Uh, glory,
Holy shit, I'm the holy shit, I'm manure
I know how to hack a jeweller ward and not
I meditate like a Buddhist, Holy noodles
And now you sleep, I'm your room wit' a lot of shooters
You wake up to chopper tool, it's like, 'Cock-a-doodle'
I'm awkward, cuckoo, I turn your Froot Loop to chocolate
I'm hotter than Honolulu, unto you, glory

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

Uh, glory,
shit, I'm the shit, Porta-Potty Tunechi
Unload the profusely, I'm soarin' out confusion
Your motor mouth keep vroomin', I'm goin' Stewart
I'm on the fluid, I'm ruined, I'm as Boston Bruins
in the shoo-shoo and who's who and I lost influence
Lost my point of view 'til I a mirror, start talkin' to it
It told me the truth, it said I'm the shit and you poopin'
Lord, oh,

Am I talkin' crazy, too much coffee
I like money, I know broke niggas feel nauseated
The elated, my boys are faded, my car's the latest
My the greatest, they rated X like Marvel made it
She caught the babies, she barfed the babies, they maybe
We got that white girl like in the '80s, that Marcia
I Tracy like Warren Beatty, I'm warm as Haiti
I'm armed and lazy, I'm sprayin' until my is lazy
my mental, I'm higher than Continental
Went from flyin' cockroaches to flyin' without
That's private, tell the pilot, 'Be quiet, we our privacy'
Throw you off this bitch if you wired,
wit' a motive, you know 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