Luyện nghe bài hát Glory

Woo, this that they didn't want me on
I'm 'bout to act a badonkadonk, shamone,
need sugar, I need cream, I'm dark and strong
The garbage man puttin' on cologne, wrong
I'm on, I'm on, this shit they didn't want
I act a ass and shit a skunk, I will, I
your eye like will.i.am, you Willy Wonka
That's me in the Lam, I'm disappearin' like Hoffa
AK-47 my business partner, business is
French kiss a bitch, she don't speak French, kiss and tell
I push his ass in the wishin' well, then him well
Sippin' syrup ginger ale, but I'm the quickest snail
From here to Hell, I hear them hail, I give hell
I'm spittin' hail, I'm Clinton, well, I did
These niggas frail, they Chip and Dale, they girls
Watch me act a donkey, then pin a tail, spit out nails
Uh, glory,
Holy shit, I'm the holy shit, I'm manure
I know how to hack a jeweller ward and not
I meditate like a Buddhist, Holy ramen
And now you sleep, I'm inside room wit' a lot of shooters
You wake up to this chopper tool, like, 'Cock-a-doodle'
I'm awkward, cuckoo, I turn your Loop to chocolate Yoo-Hoo
I'm than Honolulu, glory unto you, glory

I'm awkward, cuckoo, I turn your Loop to chocolate Yoo-Hoo
I'm than Honolulu, my clothes and socks and shoes new
I been a since ga-ga goo-goo and Dada, FUBU
Make that knew you boo-boo, I got them spooked too
I drive a neutral, the future like Dr. Luther
I'm not a chooser, mom a cougar, I sock it to her
My cocaine white as a white beluga, I bazookas
I'm high as lunar, I'm wilder Tyga's Nikes, Pumas
Woo, this that shit you want me on
My weed louder than underarms and car
Cheers, I said, 'Surprise', but couldn't long
I got to get back to the grind and the drawin'
But all this fuckin' art destroyed, 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 like tartar 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 mouth keep vroomin', I'm goin' Tony
I'm on the fluid, I'm ruined, I'm cold as Bruins
Lost in the shoo-shoo and who and I lost 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 talkin' crazy, too much coffee
I smell like money, I know broke niggas nauseated
The broads' elated, my boys are faded, my the latest
My bars the greatest, they rated X like made it
She caught the babies, she barfed the babies, they orphans
We got that white girl like in the '80s, that Brady
I dicked Tracy Warren Beatty, I'm warm as Haiti
I'm and lazy, I'm sprayin' until my arms is lazy
my mental, I'm higher than Continental
Went from flyin' cockroaches to flyin' without
That's private, the pilot, 'Be quiet, we need our privacy'
Throw you off bitch if you wired, justifiably
wit' a motive, you know this, I'm wit' my whoadies
No snakes, no rodents, no ad-libs, no
No stress, no worries, took you to a
self-explanatory, the glory is mandatory, glory