Luyện nghe bài hát Glory

Woo, this that shit they want me on
I'm to act a badonkadonk, shamone, shamone
Don't sugar, I need cream, I'm dark and strong
The garbage man on cologne, aroma wrong
I'm on, I'm on, this that shit they want
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 speak French, can't kiss and tell
I push his ass in the well, then wish 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 hail, I'm Clinton, well, I did inhale
These niggas frail, they Chip and Dale, they little
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 ward and not computers
I meditate like a Buddhist, Holy noodles
And now you sleep, I'm inside your wit' a lot of shooters
You wake up to this tool, it's like, 'Cock-a-doodle'
I'm awkward, cuckoo, I turn your Loop to chocolate Yoo-Hoo
I'm hotter Honolulu, glory unto you, glory

I'm awkward, cuckoo, I turn your Froot Loop to chocolate
I'm hotter Honolulu, my clothes and socks and shoes 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 beluga, I like bazookas
I'm high as lunar, I'm wilder Tyga's Nikes, Pumas
Woo, this that you didn't want me on
My weed louder than 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 art destroyed, this the art of war
These 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 want it hard or raw,

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

Am I talkin' crazy, too much maybe
I smell money, I know broke niggas feel nauseated
The broads' elated, my are faded, my car's the latest
My bars the greatest, rated X like Marvel made it
She the babies, she barfed the babies, they orphans maybe
We got that girl like in the '80s, that Marcia Brady
I dicked Tracy like Warren Beatty, I'm warm as
I'm armed and lazy, I'm until my arms is lazy
Pardon my mental, I'm higher than
from flyin' cockroaches to flyin' without credentials
That's private, tell the pilot, 'Be quiet, we our privacy'
you off this bitch if you wired, justifiably
Hustle wit' a motive, you know this, I'm wit' my
No snakes, no rodents, no ad-libs, no
No stress, no worries, you to a respiratory
It's self-explanatory, the glory is mandatory,