Luyện nghe bài hát Glor

"Glory"

I'm now!
Ha! Ha!
I'm now!
They have never let me in the muthafuckin game b!
They fucked up lettin me in Un
done did it to themselves man!

Eh yo, you see him
Cam in the BM
Wit the
To G 'em
Wit land in
Take the leer jet

Thursday

Y'all fuck up it's worth life
Huh, you niggaz me right
Uggh, for that white
I go to of christ
Search a
First to cut a nigga for his
My ball for weight
ten grams of coke on their corn flakes
To make em flakes
Oh, jewels on my neck
You'll say the I'm saved
My shit cost cake
You you can afford a date
But yo men should know
That my crew, we intend to
Treat you like Martin Lawrence
And motherfuckin end show
I say no
What you understand the N or O
Like that Jigga said
Yo, you either or foe
So my wish
I'm a
And wit the gun
Is the only time a nigga catch or kiss
Check the list, how necks I twist
Who expected this,
over night, or even sex a bitch
But she catch feelings I hit her off
On my so bad I need Cochran to get her off
Ask my nigga
Or my other nigga Mr.
The point we get
To make it that you get
And cats like you, get mad and wanna holler
But you live in the
Your is on the holidays

Now where my up niggas at
Wha What!
Now my down south niggas at
Wha What!
Now where my east niggas at
Wha What!
Now my west side niggas at
Wha What!
Now where my Harlem niggas at
Wha What!
Now where my Iraq at
Wha What!
Now where my N.O.R at
Wha What!
Now where my niggas at
Wha What!

Eh, yo I just wanna wit ya'll
I don't rhyme
I need to talk wit ya'll
How feel about me
Yo, I I'm pretty hot
when I rhyme
Niggas they dick and diddy bop
Then they skully down
And put ice grill on
Like they don't a nigga
And walk the club
Like bout to crush a nigga
I get a nigga mad enough to when he snuff a
No to boast
Yo, I fuck and bust a nigga
You got to a nigga
The way I rhyme
Cause out west they throwin gang signs up
Wildin all out and not carin where wind up
Next day ice grill along the lineup
niggas' time up
No to trouble you
I'll your kids quicker than B.C.W
What you mad about? I see a lot of tightened
I got a lot of hoes, but I'm really, really yours
Not to nag her, if I can bag her
It ain't if I can have her, HOW I'm gonna have her
I'm a lay her like a
On her
On the mat
Found out that you act
We ran her
You want her
Come on wit
You a hoe
But when the leaves
You fuck and miss the hoe
Oh, I'm the to kiss the hoe and diss the hoe
Choke and threaten to kill her, like her last Carlissimo
yo, trick the hoe and get her dough
That was Pryor Richard yo
See I done been the world
See I met Puff and I know
But still the best
is donation
So let me somethin
Yo, you change my livin
This a holiday
Call it
Cause you a
Talkin you sell weight
Nigga you had soul mates, I had mates
But now I've been in the same hummers
For the same summers
And my dice game me
and stays on the same three