Luyện nghe bài hát Glory

Woo, this that shit they want me on
I'm 'bout to act a badonkadonk, shamone,
Don't need sugar, I need cream, I'm dark and
The man puttin' on cologne, aroma 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
Black eye like will.i.am, you Willy Wonka
That's me in the Lam, I'm disappearin' like Hoffa
my business partner, business is swell
French a bitch, she don't speak French, can't kiss and tell
I push his ass in the wishin' well, then wish him
Sippin' syrup like 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 Chip and Dale, little girls
Watch me act a donkey, pin a tail, spit out your nails
Uh, glory,
Holy shit, I'm the holy shit, I'm manure
I know how to a jeweller ward and not computers
I meditate like a Buddhist, Holy ramen
And now you sleep, I'm your room wit' a lot of shooters
You wake up to this tool, it's like, 'Cock-a-doodle'
I'm awkward, cuckoo, I turn your Froot to chocolate Yoo-Hoo
I'm hotter than Honolulu, unto you, glory

I'm awkward, cuckoo, I your Froot Loop to chocolate Yoo-Hoo
I'm hotter Honolulu, my clothes and socks and shoes new
I been a boo-boo since goo-goo and Dada, FUBU
Make everybody knew you boo-boo, I got them spooked too
I drive a neutral, shock the future 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 high as lunar, I'm than Tyga's Nikes, Pumas
Woo, this that shit you want me on
My louder 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 this fuckin' art destroyed, 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 hard or raw,

Uh, glory,
Holy shit, I'm the shit, Tunechi
Unload the Glock profusely, I'm 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 lost
Lost my point of view 'til I find a mirror, 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 know 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 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 until my arms is lazy
Pardon my mental, I'm higher Continental
Went from cockroaches to flyin' without credentials
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, you to a respiratory
It's self-explanatory, the is mandatory, glory