Luyện nghe bài hát Glory

Woo, that shit they didn't want me on
I'm 'bout to act a badonkadonk, shamone,
Don't sugar, I need cream, I'm dark and strong
The garbage man puttin' on cologne, aroma
I'm on, I'm on, this shit they didn't want
I act a ass and shit a skunk, I will, I
Black your eye like will.i.am, you Willy
That's me in the Lam, I'm disappearin' Jimmy 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' syrup like ale, but I'm the quickest snail
From here to Hell, I hear them hail, I 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, then pin a tail, spit out nails
Uh, glory,
Holy shit, I'm the shit, I'm God's manure
I know how to hack a ward and not computers
I like a Buddhist, Holy ramen noodles
And now you sleep, I'm inside your room wit' a lot of
You wake up to this chopper tool, like, 'Cock-a-doodle'
I'm awkward, cuckoo, I turn your Froot Loop to chocolate
I'm hotter than Honolulu, glory you, glory

I'm awkward, cuckoo, I turn your Froot Loop to Yoo-Hoo
I'm hotter Honolulu, my clothes and socks and shoes new
I a boo-boo since ga-ga 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 white as a white beluga, I like bazookas
I'm high as lunar, I'm wilder than Nikes, Pumas
Woo, this that shit you want me on
My weed louder than and car alarms
Cheers, I said, 'Surprise', but couldn't party
I got to get back to the grind and the board
But all fuckin' art destroyed, this the art of war
These soft as teddy bears, talk to Marky Mark
I wet your block, leave it a waterpark, or dark
I the work like tartar sauce, you want it hard or raw, huh?

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

Am I talkin' crazy, too much maybe
I like money, I know broke niggas feel nauseated
The elated, my boys are faded, my car's the latest
My bars the greatest, they X like Marvel made it
She caught the babies, she barfed the babies, they maybe
We got that white girl like in the '80s, that Brady
I Tracy like Warren Beatty, I'm warm as Haiti
I'm armed and lazy, I'm sprayin' until my arms is
Pardon my mental, I'm than Continental
Went from flyin' to flyin' without credentials
That's private, tell the pilot, 'Be quiet, we our privacy'
you off this 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, you to a respiratory
It's self-explanatory, the is mandatory, glory