Luyện nghe bài hát Glory To The Lord

Glory to the Lord, glory to the
I popped a bottle, told the whole story to my
I got a rollie on my wrist, glory to the
Plus I got my homies getting rich, to the Lord
At the like
Glory to the Lord, to the Lord
He let the sun shine on a from the hood
Man I done made it off the block, glory to the
Let's pop a hundred screaming out, glory to the Lord

(Glory to the Lord)
If they hate every you sport
If your paid and you made out in court
And your baby took you off child support
You at the like
(Glory to the Lord)
Like, like what else you say
But, but me up a good J
And, and let me show you how the pray
We be

Glory to the Lord, to the Lord
I mean I could've broke in a Honda Accord
Now I don't it if it don't say Tom Ford
Black tuxedo on with some concords, out
Glory to the Lord, glory to the
I you know it's a war, you know it's a war
Every time I hit the floor break, you it's your boy
You it's a joy, when I wake up and I whip that Porsche
And they screaming "ay nigga I ain't hit that Forbes"
I'm bitch of course, bitch of course
and gorgeous, I wasn't given choice
And I the course
If talks, bitch I'm hoarse
And I'm of the arguing
And the conversation it seem like it's too to win
All you do is bring up all of my flaws again
Man I'm so flawed, oh God
You never me halfway, you do the whole job
Light up my path let me be my own
As I look back man, shit was so
Now it's food on the table so my niggas starve

At the like,
Glory to the Lord, glory to the
I popped a bottle, the whole story to my boys
I got a rollie on my wrist, glory to the
I got my homies getting rich, glory to the Lord
At the club
Glory to the Lord, glory to the
He let the sun on a nigga from the hood
Man I done made it off the block, glory to the
pop a hundred bottles screaming out, glory to the Lord

(Glory to the Lord)
If they hate every style you
If your paid and you made out in court
And your baby took you off child support
You at the like
(Glory to the Lord)

Let's have a to coming up

You to say you couldn't afford it, my nigga
You talk in to a toilet, my nigga
I ain't even have a ride, now all my cars imported
And I'm like,
to the Lord, glory to the Lord
Ay man made it out, glory to the Lord
I rolled up, load up man just to keep a piece of
to the Lord,
I perform man I swear it's so motherfucking cold outside
Glory to the
name it, it was something I couldn't afford
Now I rock the of shit, that ain't never hit stores
First I'mma say
After award
to the Lord, glory to the Lord
Penthouse suite like God when I look down
Word to the I'm the R&B James Brown
I 'em hating I thank Jesus that I ain't there
Swag on heaven let the say Amen
Shawty is the shit, no
so big, Hallellujah
And all my niggas now, glory to the Lord
And all my bills now, glory to the Lord
And we gon' pop a hundred bottles club I host
And I got all my homies with me the Homie Ghost

Glory to the Lord, glory to the
I a bottle, told the whole story to my boys
I got a rollie on my wrist, glory to the
Plus I got my homies getting rich, to the Lord
At the like
Glory to the Lord, glory to the
He let the sun shine on a nigga from the
Man I done it off the block, glory to the Lord
Let's pop a bottles screaming out, glory to the Lord

(Glory to the Lord)
If they hate every style you
If lawyer paid and you made out in court
And your baby took you off child support
You at the like
(Glory to the Lord)
Like what you could say
But, but me up a good J
And, and let me you how the hood pray
We be (Glory to the Lord)