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 that shit they didn't
I act a ass and shit a skunk, I will, I
your eye like will.i.am, you Willy Wonka
That's me in the Lam, I'm disappearin' Jimmy Hoffa
AK-47 my partner, business is swell
French kiss a bitch, she don't speak French, can't and tell
I push his ass in the wishin' well, wish him well
Sippin' syrup like ale, but I'm the quickest snail
From here to Hell, I hear hail, I give them hell
I'm spittin' hail, I'm Clinton, well, I did
These niggas frail, Chip and Dale, they little girls
Watch me act a donkey, pin a tail, spit out your nails
Uh, glory,
shit, I'm the holy shit, I'm God's 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 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, unto you, glory

I'm awkward, cuckoo, I turn Froot Loop to chocolate Yoo-Hoo
I'm hotter than Honolulu, my clothes and socks and new
I a boo-boo since ga-ga goo-goo and Dada, FUBU
everybody that 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, that shit 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 back to the grind and the drawin'
But all this art destroyed, this the art of war
niggas' soft as teddy bears, talk to Marky Mark
I wet block, leave it a waterpark, broad or dark
I whip the work like tartar sauce, you it hard or raw, huh?

Uh, glory,
Holy shit, I'm the shit, Tunechi
Unload the Glock profusely, I'm soarin' out
Your motor mouth keep vroomin', I'm Tony Stewart
I'm on the fluid, I'm ruined, I'm cold as Boston
in the shoo-shoo and who's who and I lost influence
Lost my point of view 'til I a mirror, start 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 broke niggas feel nauseated
The elated, my boys are faded, my car's the latest
My bars the greatest, they rated X Marvel made it
She the babies, she barfed the babies, they orphans maybe
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' until my is lazy
Pardon my mental, I'm higher than
Went from flyin' to flyin' without credentials
That's private, the pilot, 'Be quiet, we need our privacy'
Throw you off bitch if you wired, justifiably
Hustle wit' a motive, you 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 glory is mandatory,