Luyện nghe bài hát Glory

Woo, this that they 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 man puttin' on cologne, aroma wrong
I'm on, I'm on, this that shit they want
I act a ass and shit a skunk, I will, I
Black your eye will.i.am, you Willy Wonka
That's me in the Lam, I'm disappearin' like Hoffa
AK-47 my partner, business is swell
French kiss a bitch, she don't speak French, can't and tell
I his ass in the wishin' well, then wish him well
syrup like ginger ale, but I'm the quickest snail
From to Hell, I hear them hail, I give them hell
I'm spittin' hail, I'm Clinton, well, I did
These niggas frail, they and Dale, they little girls
Watch me act a donkey, then pin a tail, out your nails
Uh, glory,
shit, I'm the holy shit, I'm God's manure
I how to hack a jeweller ward and not computers
I like a Buddhist, Holy ramen noodles
And now you sleep, I'm inside your room wit' a lot of
You up to this chopper tool, it's like, 'Cock-a-doodle'
I'm awkward, cuckoo, I turn your Loop to chocolate Yoo-Hoo
I'm hotter than Honolulu, glory unto you,

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 since ga-ga goo-goo and Dada, FUBU
everybody that knew you boo-boo, I got them spooked too
I a neutral, shock the future like Dr. Luther
I'm not a chooser, mom a cougar, I sock it to her
My cocaine white as a white beluga, I bazookas
I'm as lunar, I'm wilder than 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 couldn't long
I got to get to the grind and the drawin' board
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 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 vroomin', I'm goin' Tony Stewart
I'm on the fluid, I'm ruined, I'm as Boston Bruins
Lost in the shoo-shoo and who's who and I influence
Lost my of view 'til 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 talkin' crazy, too much coffee
I smell like money, I broke niggas feel nauseated
The elated, my boys are faded, my car's the latest
My bars the greatest, they rated X like Marvel it
She caught the babies, she barfed the babies, they orphans
We got white 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' my arms is lazy
Pardon my mental, I'm than Continental
Went from flyin' cockroaches to flyin' credentials
That's private, the pilot, 'Be quiet, we need our privacy'
Throw you off this bitch if you wired,
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