Luyện nghe bài hát Glory

One, two
Check me the out
I'm now, ha, ha, I'm here now
Ya'll should have let me in the muthafuckin' game B
They fucked up me in Un
They done did it to man
I tell ya'll what's down

Yo, eh yo, you see him, Cam in the BM
Wit the Koreans, to G 'em, for in Korea
Take the Lear jet flight
night, overseas

Y'all fuck up it's worth they
Huh, you niggaz me right
Ugh, for Persian white
I go to church of Christ, a life
First to heist a for they merchandise

My niggaz ball for
Sprinkle ten grams of coke on corn flakes
To it frosted flakes
Oh, these on my neck
You'll say the Lord, I'm
My shit cost some
You think you can a date?

But yo, men should know
my crew, we intend to blow
Treat you like Martin Lawrence
And end your show
When I say no, what don't you the N or O?

Like nigga Jigga said, "Yo, you either friend or foe"
So my wish, I'm a perfectionist and wit the gun
Is the time a nigga plays catch and kiss
Check the list, how necks I twist
Who expected Exodus
over night, or even sex a bitch

But she feelings everytime I hit her off
On my so bad I need Cochran to get her off
Ask my Digga, or my other nigga Mr. Ross
Ah the point we get across, to it that you'll get across
And cats get sued and I ain't holler rape
But you in the 'burbs, your business or your holidays

You where my down niggas at, wha, what
You where my north side at, wha, what
You where my east side niggas at, wha,
You where my west niggas at, wha, what

You where my niggas at, wha, what
You where my Harlem World at, wha, what
You where my N.O.R niggas at, wha,
You my down south niggas at, wha, what

Check it, eh, yo I just walk wit ya'll
I don't rhyme, I just need to talk wit ya'll
How you feel me? Yo, I think I'm pretty hot
When I rhyme, niggas grab they and diddy bop
And pull they skelly

And put their ice grill on, they don't trust a nigga
And walk around the club, like they 'bout to crush a
I get a nigga mad enough to he snuff a nigga
Dont have a toast, yo, you fuck around and a nigga

You got to love a nigga, the way I what
Out west they fuckin' throwin' gang up
Wildin' all out and don't kid where they up
Next day ice grill inside a lineup
Ya'll time's up

No to trouble you
I'll snatch your kids than B.C.W.
What you mad about? I see a lot of jaws
I got a lot of hoes, but I'm really, really yours
Not to nag her, 'bout if I bag her
It ain't if I have her, it's how I'm gonna have her

Lay her a cornerback
On her back, on the mat
Found out that you act
We ran through her, you her back?
on wit that, you kiss a hoe
Yo when the bitch
You fuck around and the hoe

Oh, I'm the type to the hoe then diss the hoe
Choke and to kill her, like her last name's Carlissimo
Listen yo, the hoe and get her dough
That was like Richard yo
See I been around the world

See I met and I know Mason
But the best nation, nigga is donation
So let me somethin'
Yo, you can't change my
This a holiday
it Thanksforgivin', 'cause you a turkey

Talkin' you sell weight
Nigga you had soul mates, I had cell
But now I've been in the three hummers
For the three summers
And love me
They stay on the three numbers

You where my down niggas at, wha, what
You my north niggas at, wha, what
You where my east niggas at, wha, what
You where my west side at, wha, what

You where my niggas at, wha, what
You my Harlem World niggas at, wha, what
You my N.O.R niggas at, wha, what

You where my down south niggas at, wha,
You where my niggas at, wha, what
You where my west side niggas at, wha,
You where my east side at, wha, what

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