Luyện nghe bài hát Glory

Woo, this that shit they want me on
I'm 'bout to act a badonkadonk, shamone,
Don't need sugar, I cream, I'm dark and strong
The garbage man on cologne, aroma wrong
I'm on, I'm on, this that they didn't want
I act a ass and a skunk, I will, I won't
your eye like will.i.am, you Willy Wonka
That's me in the Lam, I'm like Jimmy Hoffa
AK-47 my partner, business is swell
French kiss a bitch, she speak French, can't kiss and tell
I push his ass in the wishin' well, wish him well
syrup like ginger ale, but I'm the quickest snail
From here to Hell, I hear them hail, I give them
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 shit, I'm God's manure
I how to hack a jeweller ward and not computers
I like a Buddhist, Holy ramen noodles
And now you sleep, I'm inside your wit' a lot of shooters
You up to this chopper tool, it's like, 'Cock-a-doodle'
I'm awkward, cuckoo, I turn Froot Loop to chocolate Yoo-Hoo
I'm hotter than Honolulu, glory unto you,

I'm awkward, cuckoo, I turn Froot Loop to chocolate Yoo-Hoo
I'm hotter than Honolulu, my and socks and shoes new
I been a boo-boo since ga-ga goo-goo and Dada,
Make that knew you boo-boo, I got them spooked too
I a neutral, shock the future like Dr. Luther
I'm not a chooser, your mom a cougar, I it to her
My cocaine white as a white beluga, I bazookas
I'm high as lunar, I'm wilder than Nikes, Pumas
Woo, this that shit you didn't me on
My weed louder underarms and car alarms
Cheers, I said, 'Surprise', but couldn't long
I got to get to the grind and the drawin' board
But all this art destroyed, this the art of war
These niggas' soft as teddy bears, talk to Mark
I wet your block, it a waterpark, broad or dark
I whip the work like sauce, you want it hard or raw, huh?

Uh, glory,
Holy shit, I'm the shit, Porta-Potty
Unload the profusely, I'm soarin' out confusion
Your motor 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 view 'til I find a mirror, talkin' to it
It told me the truth, it said I'm the and you party poopin'
Lord, oh,

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