Luyện nghe bài hát Glory

Woo, this that shit they 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 shit they didn't want
I act a ass and a skunk, I will, I won't
your eye like will.i.am, you Willy Wonka
That's me in the Lam, I'm disappearin' Jimmy Hoffa
AK-47 my business partner, is swell
French kiss a bitch, she don't speak French, can't kiss and
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 Chip and Dale, little girls
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 hack a jeweller ward and not
I meditate like a Buddhist, ramen noodles
And now you sleep, I'm inside your wit' a lot of shooters
You wake up to this tool, it's like, 'Cock-a-doodle'
I'm awkward, cuckoo, I your Froot Loop to chocolate Yoo-Hoo
I'm than Honolulu, glory unto you, glory

I'm awkward, cuckoo, I turn Froot Loop to chocolate Yoo-Hoo
I'm hotter Honolulu, my clothes and socks and shoes new
I been a since ga-ga goo-goo and Dada, FUBU
Make everybody that you boo-boo, I got them spooked too
I drive a neutral, the future like Dr. Luther
I'm not a chooser, your mom a cougar, I it to her
My cocaine white as a beluga, I like bazookas
I'm high as lunar, I'm wilder Tyga's Nikes, Pumas
Woo, that shit you didn't want me on
My louder than underarms and car alarms
Cheers, I said, 'Surprise', but couldn't long
I got to get back to the and the drawin' board
But all fuckin' art destroyed, this the art of war
niggas' soft as teddy bears, talk to Marky 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 motor mouth vroomin', I'm goin' Tony 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 find a mirror, start to it
It me the truth, it said I'm the shit 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 car's the
My bars the greatest, they rated X like made it
She caught the babies, she barfed the babies, they maybe
We got white girl like in the '80s, that Marcia Brady
I Tracy like Warren 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 flyin' cockroaches to flyin' without
That's private, the pilot, 'Be quiet, we need our privacy'
Throw you off this 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, took you to a
self-explanatory, the glory is mandatory, glory