Luyện nghe bài hát Glory

One, two
Check me the out
I'm here now, ha, ha, I'm now
should have never let me in the muthafuckin' game B
They up lettin' me in Un
They done did it to man
I tell ya'll what's goin'

Yo, eh yo, you see him, Cam in the BM
Wit the Koreans, to G 'em, for land in
Take the jet flight when
night, overseas

Y'all fuck up it's they life
Huh, you niggaz heard me
Ugh, for that white
I go to church of Christ, a life
First to heist a nigga for merchandise

My niggaz ball for
Sprinkle ten of coke on they corn flakes
To make it flakes
Oh, jewels on my neck
You'll say the Lord, I'm
My shit cost cake
You you can afford a date?

But yo, your men should
That my crew, we intend to
Treat you cats Martin Lawrence
And motherfuckin' end show
When I say no, what don't you the N or O?

Like that nigga Jigga said, "Yo, you either or foe"
So my wish, I'm a perfectionist and wit the gun
Is the only time a nigga catch and kiss
Check the list, how necks I twist
Who this? Exodus
over night, or even sex a bitch

But she catch feelings I hit her off
On my so bad I need Cochran to get her off
Ask my nigga Digga, or my other nigga Mr.
Ah the point we get across, to make it that you'll get
And cats get and I ain't wanna holler rape
But you live in the 'burbs, your or your holidays

You where my down niggas at, wha, what
You my north side niggas at, wha, what
You where my east niggas at, wha, what
You where my side niggas at, wha, what

You where my niggas at, wha, what
You where my Harlem niggas at, wha, what
You where my N.O.R at, wha, what
You where my down niggas at, wha, what

Check it, eh, yo I wanna walk wit ya'll
I don't wanna rhyme, I need to talk wit ya'll
How you feel about me? Yo, I think I'm hot
When I rhyme, grab they dick and diddy bop
And pull they skelly

And put their ice grill on, they don't trust a nigga
And walk the club, like they 'bout to crush a nigga
I get a nigga mad enough to where he a nigga
have a toast, yo, you fuck around and bust a nigga

You got to love a nigga, the way I what
Out west fuckin' throwin' gang signs up
Wildin' all out and kid where they wind up
Next day same ice grill a lineup
niggas' time's up

No to trouble you
I'll your kids quicker than B.C.W.
What you mad about? I see a lot of tightened
I got a lot of hoes, but I'm really, really yours
Not to nag her, 'bout if I bag her
It ain't if I could her, it's how I'm gonna have her

Lay her a cornerback
On her back, on the mat
out that you wanna act
We ran through her, you her back?
on wit that, you kiss a hoe
Yo when the bitch
You around and miss the hoe

Oh, I'm the type to twist the hoe then the hoe
Choke and threaten to kill her, like her last Carlissimo
Listen yo, the hoe and get her dough
was Pryor like Richard yo
See I done been the world

See I met Puff and I know
But the best nation, nigga is donation
So let me hold
Yo, you can't my livin'
robbery's a holiday
Call it Thanksforgivin', you a turkey

Talkin' bout you sell
you had soul mates, I had cell mates
But now I've been in the same hummers
For the same summers
And love me
stay on the same three numbers

You where my down south niggas at, wha,
You where my north niggas at, wha,
You my east side niggas at, wha, what
You my west side niggas at, wha, what

You my Cam'ron niggas at, wha, what
You where my World niggas at, wha, what
You my N.O.R niggas at, wha, what

You where my down south at, wha, what
You where my north niggas at, wha,
You where my side niggas at, wha, what
You where my east side at, wha, what

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