Luyện nghe bài hát Glory

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

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

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

My niggaz for weight
Sprinkle ten grams of coke on they flakes
To make it flakes
Oh, these on my neck
say the Lord, I'm saved
My cost some cake
You think you can a date?

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

Like that nigga said, "Yo, you either friend or foe"
So my wish, I'm a perfectionist and wit the gun
Is the only time a plays catch and kiss
the list, how many necks I twist
Who expected this?
Blow over night, or sex a bitch

But she catch feelings I hit her off
On my dick so bad I Cochran to get her off
Ask my nigga Digga, or my other nigga Mr.
Ah the point we get across, to make it that you'll get
And cats get sued and I wanna holler rape
But you live in the 'burbs, your business or your

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

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

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

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

You got to a nigga, the way I crime what
Out west they fuckin' throwin' gang up
Wildin' all out and don't kid where wind up
Next day same ice grill a lineup
Ya'll niggas' 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 liking
Not to nag her, 'bout if I bag her
It if I could have her, it's how I'm gonna have her

Lay her like a
On her back, on the mat
Found out you wanna act
We ran through her, you want her
Come on wit that, you a hoe
Yo the bitch leaves
You fuck around and the hoe

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

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

Talkin' bout you weight
Nigga you had mates, I had cell mates
But now I've been in the three hummers
For the same summers
And dice me
They on the same three numbers

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

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

You where my down south niggas at, wha,
You my north niggas at, wha, what
You where my side niggas at, wha, what
You where my side niggas at, wha, what

What, what, what,
What, what, what,
What, what, what,