Luyện nghe bài hát Glory

Woo, that shit they didn't want me on
I'm to act a badonkadonk, shamone, shamone
Don't sugar, I need cream, I'm dark and strong
The man puttin' on cologne, aroma wrong
I'm on, I'm on, this shit they didn't want
I act a ass and a skunk, I will, I won't
Black your eye like will.i.am, you Willy
me in the Lam, I'm disappearin' like Jimmy Hoffa
AK-47 my business partner, is swell
French kiss a bitch, she don't speak French, can't and tell
I push his ass in the wishin' well, then wish him
Sippin' syrup like ale, but I'm the quickest snail
From here to Hell, I hear them hail, I them hell
I'm spittin' hail, I'm Clinton, well, I did
These frail, they Chip and Dale, they little girls
Watch me act a donkey, pin a tail, spit out your nails
Uh, glory,
Holy shit, I'm the holy shit, I'm God's
I know how to a jeweller ward and not computers
I meditate like a Buddhist, ramen noodles
And now you sleep, I'm inside your wit' a lot of shooters
You up to this chopper tool, it's like, 'Cock-a-doodle'
I'm awkward, cuckoo, I turn Froot Loop to chocolate Yoo-Hoo
I'm hotter than Honolulu, glory unto you,

I'm awkward, cuckoo, I turn your Froot Loop to Yoo-Hoo
I'm hotter Honolulu, my clothes and socks and shoes new
I a boo-boo since ga-ga goo-goo and Dada, FUBU
Make everybody that you boo-boo, I got them spooked too
I drive a neutral, the future like Dr. Luther
I'm not a chooser, mom a cougar, I sock it to her
My cocaine as a white beluga, I like bazookas
I'm high as lunar, I'm wilder than Tyga's Nikes,
Woo, this that shit you want me on
My weed louder than underarms and car
Cheers, I said, 'Surprise', but party long
I got to get back to the grind and the drawin'
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
Unload the Glock profusely, I'm out confusion
Your motor keep vroomin', I'm goin' Tony Stewart
I'm on the fluid, I'm ruined, I'm cold as 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 said I'm the shit and you poopin'
Lord, oh,

Am I talkin' crazy, too much maybe
I smell like money, I know 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 caught the babies, she the babies, they orphans maybe
We got white girl like in the '80s, that Marcia Brady
I dicked Tracy like Warren Beatty, I'm as Haiti
I'm armed and lazy, I'm sprayin' until my is lazy
Pardon my mental, I'm than Continental
Went from flyin' cockroaches to flyin' without
That's private, tell the pilot, 'Be quiet, we need our
Throw you off this bitch if you wired,
Hustle a motive, you know 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,