Luyện nghe bài hát Glory

Woo, this that shit they didn't 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, this that shit they didn't
I act a ass and a skunk, I will, I won't
Black your eye will.i.am, you Willy Wonka
me in the Lam, I'm disappearin' like Jimmy Hoffa
AK-47 my business partner, is swell
French kiss a bitch, she don't speak French, can't kiss and
I his ass in the wishin' well, then wish him well
syrup like ginger ale, but I'm the quickest snail
From here to Hell, I them hail, I give them hell
I'm hail, I'm Clinton, well, I did inhale
These niggas frail, they and Dale, they little girls
Watch me act a donkey, then pin a tail, out your nails
Uh, glory,
Holy shit, I'm the shit, I'm God's manure
I know how to a jeweller ward and not computers
I meditate like a Buddhist, Holy noodles
And now you sleep, I'm your room wit' a lot of shooters
You wake up to this chopper tool, it's like,
I'm awkward, cuckoo, I turn your Froot Loop to Yoo-Hoo
I'm hotter Honolulu, glory unto you, glory

I'm awkward, cuckoo, I turn your Froot Loop to chocolate
I'm hotter than Honolulu, my clothes and socks and new
I been a boo-boo ga-ga goo-goo and Dada, FUBU
Make everybody that knew you boo-boo, I got 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, that shit you didn't want me on
My louder than underarms and car alarms
Cheers, I said, 'Surprise', but party long
I got to get to the grind and the drawin' board
But all fuckin' art destroyed, this the art of war
These niggas' as teddy bears, talk to Marky Mark
I wet your block, leave it a waterpark, broad or
I whip the work tartar sauce, you want it hard or raw, huh?

Uh, glory,
Holy shit, I'm the shit, Tunechi
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 as Boston Bruins
Lost in the shoo-shoo and who and I lost influence
my point of view 'til I find a mirror, start talkin' to it
It told me the truth, it said I'm the shit and you party
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 rated X like made it
She the babies, she barfed the babies, they orphans maybe
We got white girl like in the '80s, that Marcia Brady
I dicked like Warren Beatty, I'm warm as Haiti
I'm and lazy, I'm sprayin' until my arms is lazy
Pardon my mental, I'm higher Continental
Went from cockroaches to flyin' without credentials
private, tell the pilot, 'Be quiet, we need our privacy'
Throw you off bitch 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
It's self-explanatory, the glory is mandatory,