Luyện nghe bài hát Glory

Woo, this that shit didn't want me on
I'm to act a badonkadonk, shamone, shamone
need sugar, I need cream, I'm dark and strong
The garbage man puttin' on cologne, 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 like will.i.am, you Wonka
me in the Lam, I'm disappearin' like Jimmy Hoffa
AK-47 my business partner, business is
French kiss a bitch, she don't speak French, kiss and tell
I his ass in the wishin' well, then wish him well
Sippin' syrup like ginger ale, but I'm the quickest
From here to Hell, I hear hail, I give them hell
I'm hail, I'm Clinton, well, I did inhale
These niggas frail, they Chip and Dale, they little
me act a donkey, then pin a tail, spit out your nails
Uh, glory,
Holy shit, I'm the holy shit, I'm manure
I know how to hack a jeweller ward and not
I like a Buddhist, Holy ramen 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 turn your Froot Loop to chocolate
I'm hotter than Honolulu, unto you, glory

I'm awkward, cuckoo, I turn your Froot Loop to Yoo-Hoo
I'm hotter than Honolulu, my clothes and socks and new
I been a boo-boo ga-ga 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, mom a cougar, I sock it to her
My white as a white beluga, I like bazookas
I'm as lunar, I'm wilder than Tyga's Nikes, Pumas
Woo, this that shit you want me on
My weed than underarms and car alarms
Cheers, I said, 'Surprise', but couldn't party
I got to get back to the and the drawin' board
But all fuckin' art destroyed, this the art of war
These niggas' soft as teddy bears, talk to Mark
I wet your block, it a waterpark, broad or dark
I whip the like tartar sauce, you want it hard or raw, huh?

Uh, glory,
shit, I'm the shit, Porta-Potty Tunechi
Unload the Glock profusely, I'm soarin' out
motor mouth keep vroomin', I'm goin' Tony Stewart
I'm on the fluid, I'm ruined, I'm cold as Bruins
Lost in the shoo-shoo and who and I lost influence
my point of view '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 much coffee
I smell like money, I broke niggas feel nauseated
The broads' elated, my boys are faded, my the latest
My bars the greatest, they rated X Marvel made it
She caught the babies, she barfed the babies, they maybe
We got that girl like in the '80s, that Marcia Brady
I dicked Tracy 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 need our
you off this bitch if you wired, justifiably
Hustle wit' a motive, you know this, I'm my whoadies
No snakes, no rodents, no ad-libs, no
No stress, no worries, took you to a
It's self-explanatory, the glory is mandatory,