Luyện nghe bài hát Glory

Woo, that shit they didn't want me on
I'm to act a badonkadonk, shamone, shamone
Don't need sugar, I need cream, I'm dark and
The garbage man puttin' on cologne, wrong
I'm on, I'm on, this that they didn't want
I act a ass and shit a skunk, I will, I
Black your eye like will.i.am, you Wonka
That's me in the Lam, I'm like Jimmy Hoffa
AK-47 my business partner, is swell
kiss a bitch, she don't speak French, can't kiss and tell
I push his ass in the wishin' well, then him well
Sippin' syrup ginger ale, but I'm the quickest snail
From here to Hell, I them hail, I give them hell
I'm spittin' hail, I'm Clinton, well, I did
niggas frail, they Chip and Dale, they little girls
Watch me act a donkey, then pin a tail, out your nails
Uh, glory,
Holy shit, I'm the holy shit, I'm 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 room wit' a lot of shooters
You wake up to this tool, it's like, 'Cock-a-doodle'
I'm awkward, cuckoo, I your Froot Loop to chocolate Yoo-Hoo
I'm hotter than Honolulu, glory you, glory

I'm awkward, cuckoo, I your Froot Loop to chocolate Yoo-Hoo
I'm hotter than Honolulu, my clothes and socks and new
I been a since ga-ga goo-goo and Dada, FUBU
Make everybody that 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 weed than underarms and car alarms
Cheers, I said, 'Surprise', but party long
I got to get back to the grind and the board
But all fuckin' 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 like tartar sauce, you want it hard or raw, huh?

Uh, glory,
Holy shit, I'm the shit, Porta-Potty
the Glock profusely, I'm soarin' out confusion
Your motor mouth keep vroomin', I'm Tony Stewart
I'm on the fluid, I'm ruined, I'm as Boston Bruins
Lost in the and who's who and I lost influence
Lost my point of 'til I find a mirror, start talkin' to it
It told me the truth, it I'm the shit and you party poopin'
Lord, oh,

Am I crazy, too much coffee maybe
I smell like money, I know broke niggas nauseated
The broads' elated, my boys are faded, my car's the
My bars the greatest, they X like Marvel made it
She caught the babies, she the babies, they orphans maybe
We got that white girl like in the '80s, that Marcia
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 than Continental
Went from flyin' to flyin' without 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, took you to a
self-explanatory, the glory is mandatory, glory