เนื้อเพลง Glory - Cam'ron

[Cam'ron]
I'm here now!
Ha! Ha!
I'm here now!
They should have never let me in the muthaf*ckin game b!
They done f*cked up lettin me in Un
They done did it to themselves man!

Eh yo, you see him
Cam in the BM
Wit the Koreans
To G 'em
Wit land in Korea
Take the leer jet flight
When?
Thursday night
Overseas
Y'all f*ck up it's worth your life
Huh, you n*ggaz heard me right
Uggh, for that persian white
I go to church of christ
Search a life
First to cut a n*gga for his merchandise
My n*ggaz ball for weight
Sprinkle ten grams of coke on their corn flakes
To make em frosted flakes
Oh, these jewels on my neck
You'll say the Lord I'm saved
My sh*t cost some cake
You think you can afford a date
But yo your men should know
That my crew, we intend to blow
Treat you cats like Martin Lawrence
And motherf*ckin end your show
When I say no
What don't you understand the N or O
Like that n*gga Jigga said
Yo, you either friend or foe
So respect my wish
I'm a perfectionist
And wit the gun
Is the only time a n*gga plays catch or kiss
Check the list, how many necks I twist
Who expected this, Exodus
Blow over night, or even sex a b*tch
But she catch feelings everytime I hit her off
On my d*ck so bad I need Cochran to get her off
Ask my n*gga Digga
Or my other n*gga Mr. Ross
The point we get across
To make it that you get across
And cats like you, get mad and wanna holler rape
But you live in the burbs'
Your business is on the holidays

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[Noreaga]
Now where my up north n*ggas at
Wha What!
Now where my down south n*ggas at
Wha What!
Now where my east side n*ggas at
Wha What!
Now where my west side n*ggas at
Wha What!
Now where my Harlem World n*ggas at
Wha What!
Now where my Iraq n*ggas at
Wha What!
Now where my N.O.R n*ggas at
Wha What!
Now where my Cam'ron n*ggas at
Wha What!

[Cam'ron]
Eh, yo I just wanna walk wit ya'll
I don't wanna rhyme
I just need to talk wit ya'll
How ya'll feel about me
Yo, I think I'm pretty hot
Cause when I rhyme
N*ggas grab they d*ck and diddy bop
Then pull they skully down
And put their ice grill on
Like they don't trust a n*gga
And walk around the club
Like they bout to crush a n*gga
I get a n*gga mad enough to when he snuff a n*gga
No need to boast
Yo, I f*ck around and bust a n*gga
You got to love a n*gga
The way I rhyme what
Cause out west they f*ckin throwin gang signs up
Wildin all out and not carin where they wind up
Next day same ice grill along the lineup
Ya'll n*ggas' time up
No mean to trouble you
I'll snatch your kids quicker than B.C.W
What you mad about? I see a lot of tightened jaws
I got a lot of hoes, but I'm really, really liking yours
Not to nag her, wonder if I can bag her
It ain't if I can have her, it's HOW I'm gonna have her
I'm a lay her like a quarterback
On her back
On the mat
Found out that you wanna act
We ran through her
You want her back?
Come on wit that
You kiss a hoe
But when the b*tch leaves
You f*ck around and miss the hoe
Oh, I'm the type to kiss the hoe and diss the hoe
Choke and threaten to kill her, like her last name's Carlissimo
Listen yo, trick the hoe and get her dough
That was Pryor like Richard yo
See I done been around the world
See I met Puff and I know Mason
But still the best nation
N*gga is donation
So let me hold somethin
Yo, you can't change my livin
This robbery's a holiday
Call it Thanksforgivin'
Cause you a turkey
Talkin bout you sell weight
N*gga you had soul mates, I had cell mates
But now I've been in the same three hummers
For the same three summers
And my dice game loves me
and stays on the same three numbers

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