Luyện nghe bài hát Glory

Woo, this that shit didn't want me on
I'm to act a badonkadonk, shamone, shamone
need sugar, I need cream, I'm dark and strong
The garbage man puttin' on cologne, aroma
I'm on, I'm on, this that shit they didn't
I act a ass and shit a skunk, I will, I
Black your eye will.i.am, you Willy Wonka
That's me in the Lam, I'm disappearin' like Hoffa
AK-47 my partner, business is swell
French kiss a bitch, she don't speak French, can't and tell
I his ass in the wishin' well, then wish him well
Sippin' 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 and Dale, they little girls
Watch me act a donkey, pin a tail, spit out your nails
Uh, glory,
Holy shit, I'm the holy shit, I'm manure
I know how to a jeweller ward and not computers
I meditate like a Buddhist, Holy ramen
And now you sleep, I'm inside your wit' 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 hotter than Honolulu, glory you, glory

I'm awkward, cuckoo, I turn your Froot Loop to Yoo-Hoo
I'm than Honolulu, my clothes and socks and shoes new
I been a boo-boo since goo-goo and Dada, FUBU
Make everybody that knew you boo-boo, I got 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 as lunar, I'm wilder than Tyga's Nikes, Pumas
Woo, that shit you didn't want me on
My weed louder than underarms and car
Cheers, I said, 'Surprise', but party long
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 the work like tartar sauce, you want it hard or raw, huh?

Uh, glory,
Holy shit, I'm the shit, Porta-Potty
Unload the Glock profusely, I'm soarin' out
Your motor keep vroomin', I'm goin' Tony Stewart
I'm on the fluid, I'm ruined, I'm cold as Boston
Lost in the shoo-shoo and who's who and I influence
Lost my point of view 'til I find a mirror, start to it
It me the truth, it said I'm the shit and you party poopin'
Lord, oh,

Am I crazy, too much coffee maybe
I like money, I know broke niggas feel nauseated
The broads' elated, my are faded, my car's the latest
My the greatest, they rated X like Marvel made it
She the babies, she barfed the babies, they orphans maybe
We got that girl like in the '80s, that Marcia Brady
I dicked like Warren Beatty, I'm warm as Haiti
I'm armed and lazy, I'm until my arms is lazy
Pardon my mental, I'm higher Continental
Went from flyin' cockroaches to without credentials
private, tell the pilot, 'Be quiet, we need our privacy'
Throw you off this if you wired, justifiably
Hustle wit' a motive, you know this, I'm my whoadies
No snakes, no rodents, no ad-libs, no
No stress, no worries, you to a respiratory
self-explanatory, the glory is mandatory, glory