Luyện nghe bài hát Glory

Woo, this that shit didn't want me on
I'm 'bout to act a badonkadonk, 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 a skunk, I will, I won't
Black your eye like will.i.am, you Willy
That's me in the Lam, I'm like Jimmy Hoffa
my business partner, business is swell
French kiss a bitch, she don't French, can't kiss and tell
I push his ass in the wishin' well, then him well
syrup like 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
These niggas frail, they Chip and Dale, little girls
Watch me act a donkey, then pin a tail, out your nails
Uh, glory,
shit, I'm the holy shit, I'm God's manure
I know how to hack a jeweller and not computers
I meditate like a Buddhist, Holy noodles
And now you sleep, I'm inside your room 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 than Honolulu, glory unto you, glory

I'm awkward, cuckoo, I turn Froot Loop to chocolate Yoo-Hoo
I'm hotter than Honolulu, my clothes and and shoes new
I been a boo-boo ga-ga goo-goo and Dada, FUBU
Make everybody that knew you boo-boo, I got them too
I drive a neutral, shock the like Dr. Luther
I'm not a chooser, mom a cougar, I sock it to her
My cocaine white as a beluga, I like bazookas
I'm high as lunar, I'm wilder than Tyga's Nikes,
Woo, that shit you didn't want me on
My weed louder underarms and car alarms
Cheers, I said, 'Surprise', but couldn't party
I got to get to the grind and the drawin' board
But all this fuckin' art destroyed, the art of war
These niggas' soft as 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 or raw, huh?

Uh, glory,
Holy shit, I'm the shit, Tunechi
Unload the profusely, I'm soarin' out confusion
Your motor mouth keep vroomin', I'm goin' Tony
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 view 'til I find a mirror, talkin' to it
It told me the truth, it said I'm the 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 rated X like Marvel it
She caught the babies, she barfed the babies, they orphans
We got that white girl in the '80s, that Marcia Brady
I dicked Tracy like Beatty, I'm warm as Haiti
I'm armed and lazy, I'm sprayin' my arms is lazy
Pardon my mental, I'm higher than
Went from flyin' cockroaches to without credentials
private, tell 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, you to a respiratory
It's self-explanatory, the glory is mandatory,