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 and strong
The garbage man puttin' on cologne, wrong
I'm on, I'm on, that shit they didn't want
I act a ass and shit a skunk, I will, I
Black eye like will.i.am, you Willy Wonka
That's me in the Lam, I'm disappearin' like Jimmy
my business partner, business is swell
French kiss a bitch, she speak French, can't kiss and tell
I push his ass in the well, then wish him well
Sippin' syrup like ale, but I'm the quickest snail
From here to Hell, I hear hail, I give them hell
I'm spittin' hail, I'm Clinton, well, I did
niggas frail, they Chip and Dale, they little girls
Watch me act a donkey, then pin a tail, out your nails
Uh, glory,
Holy shit, I'm the holy shit, I'm manure
I know how to hack a ward and not computers
I meditate like a Buddhist, Holy ramen
And now you sleep, I'm inside your room a lot of shooters
You wake up to chopper tool, it's like, 'Cock-a-doodle'
I'm awkward, cuckoo, I turn your Froot to chocolate Yoo-Hoo
I'm hotter than Honolulu, glory you, glory

I'm awkward, cuckoo, I turn your Froot to chocolate Yoo-Hoo
I'm hotter than Honolulu, my clothes and and shoes new
I been a boo-boo since ga-ga and Dada, FUBU
Make everybody that you boo-boo, I got them spooked 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 as a white beluga, I like bazookas
I'm high as lunar, I'm wilder Tyga's Nikes, Pumas
Woo, this that you didn't want me on
My weed than underarms and car alarms
Cheers, I said, 'Surprise', but couldn't long
I got to get back to the grind and the board
But all this art destroyed, this the art of war
These niggas' as teddy bears, talk to Marky Mark
I wet your block, leave it a waterpark, or dark
I whip the work like tartar sauce, you it hard or raw, huh?

Uh, glory,
Holy shit, I'm the shit, Porta-Potty
the Glock profusely, I'm soarin' out confusion
Your mouth keep vroomin', I'm goin' Tony Stewart
I'm on the fluid, I'm ruined, I'm as Boston 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 and you party poopin'
Lord, oh,

Am I talkin' crazy, too coffee maybe
I smell like money, I know broke niggas nauseated
The broads' elated, my boys are faded, my the latest
My the greatest, they rated X like Marvel made it
She caught the babies, she the babies, they orphans maybe
We got that white girl like in the '80s, Marcia Brady
I dicked Tracy Warren Beatty, I'm warm as Haiti
I'm armed and lazy, I'm sprayin' until my is lazy
Pardon my mental, I'm higher Continental
Went flyin' cockroaches to flyin' without credentials
That's private, tell the pilot, 'Be quiet, we 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 is mandatory, glory