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 on my wrist, glory to the Lord
Plus I got my homies getting rich, Glory to the
At the club
Glory to the Lord, glory to the
He let the sun on a nigga from the hood
Man I made it off the block, glory to the Lord
Let's pop a hundred bottles screaming out, glory to the

(Glory to the Lord)
If they hate style you sport
If lawyer paid and you made out in court
And your baby mama took you off support
You at the like
(Glory to the Lord)
Like, like else you couldn't say
But, but roll me up a J
And, and let me you how the hood pray
We be

Glory to the Lord, to the Lord
I mean I could've broke in a Honda Accord
Now I don't rock it if it don't say Tom
Black on with some concords, screaming out
Glory to the Lord, glory to the
I mean you it's a war, you know it's a war
Every time I hit the break, you know it's your boy
You know it's a joy, when I up and I whip that Porsche
And they screaming "ay nigga I ain't gon' hit Forbes"
I'm like bitch of course, of course
Rich and gorgeous, I wasn't choice
And I switch the
If talks, bitch I'm hoarse
And I'm of the arguing
And the conversation it seem it's too hard to win
All you wanna do is bring up all of my flaws
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 so my niggas don't starve

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

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

Let's have a toast to up

You used to say you afford it, my nigga
You shouldn't 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 perform man I swear it's so motherfucking cold outside
Glory to the
name it, it was something I couldn't afford
Now I rock the kind of shit, that ain't hit stores
First thing say
After award
Glory to the Lord, glory to the
Penthouse suite feel like God 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
is the shit, no Manure
Booty so big,
And all my niggas paid now, glory to the
And all my paid now, glory to the Lord
And we gon' pop a hundred bottles every club I
And I got all my homies with me that's the Homie

Glory to the Lord, to the Lord
I popped a bottle, told the whole story to my
I got a on my wrist, glory to the Lord
Plus I got my homies getting rich, to the Lord
At the like
to the Lord, glory to the Lord
He let the sun shine on a from the hood
Man I done 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 you sport
If lawyer paid and you made out in court
And baby mama took you off child support
You at the like
(Glory to the Lord)
what else you could say
But, but roll me up a J
And, and let me show you how the hood
We be (Glory to the Lord)