Luyện nghe bài hát Glory To The Lord

Glory to the Lord, glory to the
I popped a bottle, the whole story to my boys
I got a rollie on my wrist, glory to the
Plus I got my homies rich, Glory to the Lord
At the like
to the Lord, glory to the Lord
He let the sun shine on a nigga the hood
Man I done made it off the block, glory to the
Let's pop a bottles screaming out, glory to the Lord

(Glory to the Lord)
If they hate style you sport
If your lawyer paid and you made out in
And your baby took you off child support
You at the like
(Glory to the Lord)
Like, like what else you say
But, but roll me up a J
And, and let me show you how the pray
We be

Glory to the Lord, glory to the
I mean I been broke in a Honda Accord
Now I don't rock it if it don't say Tom
tuxedo on with some concords, screaming out
Glory to the Lord, to the Lord
I mean you know it's a war, you know a war
time I hit the floor break, you know it's your boy
You know it's a joy, when I wake up and I whip that
And they screaming "ay nigga I gon' hit that Forbes"
I'm bitch of course, bitch of course
Rich and gorgeous, I wasn't given
And I switch the
If money talks, bitch I'm
And I'm sick of the
And the conversation it seem it's too hard to win
All you wanna do is up all of my flaws again
Man I'm so flawed, oh God
You never love me halfway, you do the job
up my path let me be my own star
As I look back man, shit was so
Now it's food on the table so my niggas don't

At the like,
to the Lord, glory to the Lord
I a bottle, told the whole story to my boys
I got a rollie on my wrist, to the Lord
I got my homies getting rich, glory to the Lord
At the club
to the Lord, glory to the Lord
He let the sun shine on a nigga the hood
Man I done it off the block, glory to the Lord
Let's pop a hundred screaming out, glory to the Lord

(Glory to the Lord)
If they hate every style you
If your lawyer and you made out in court
And baby mama took you off child support
You at the like
(Glory to the Lord)

Let's a toast to coming up

You used to say you afford it, my nigga
You talk in to a toilet, my nigga
I ain't even have a travel ride, now all my cars
And I'm like,
to the Lord, glory to the Lord
Ay man Robert made it out, glory to the
I rolled up, load up man just to keep a piece of
to the Lord,
I street perform man I swear it's so motherfucking cold
to the Lord
Just name it, it was something I afford
Now I rock the kind of shit, ain't never hit stores
First I'mma say
After every
to the Lord, glory to the Lord
Penthouse suite feel God when I look down
Word to the Lord I'm the R&B James
I hear 'em hating I thank that I ain't there
Swag on heaven let the say Amen
Shawty is the shit, no
Booty so big,
And all my niggas now, glory to the Lord
And all my bills now, glory to the Lord
And we pop a hundred bottles every club I host
And I got all my homies with me the Homie Ghost

Glory to the Lord, to the Lord
I popped a bottle, told the whole story to my
I got a rollie on my wrist, glory to the
Plus I got my homies rich, glory to the Lord
At the like
Glory to the Lord, to the Lord
He let the sun shine on a nigga the hood
Man I made it off the block, glory to the Lord
pop a hundred bottles screaming out, glory to the Lord

(Glory to the Lord)
If they hate every style you
If your paid and you made out in court
And your mama took you off child support
You at the club
(Glory to the Lord)
Like what you could say
But, but roll me up a J
And, and let me show you how the pray
We be (Glory to the Lord)