Luyện nghe bài hát I Wanna Thank You

Yo, you fake it
Life's what you make it
Front, be a snake, mess around, get weight it
Ex-school boy who want to go and try to take
Found his body, in the projects,
I ain't gonna lie, If I doing this now
I'd be tied down, in a small town
With my on a couple of guys
With their on a couple of pies
Cause I will
Brains, is the key to the
If you ain't got none, good is a shotgun?
If you ain't got guns, you better cop some
the New World Order's around the block, dun
Streets be where Lox get their from
Check us on the Internet, dot com (lox.com)
A worldwide message, I try to it
The best I could, for to cherish, till I perish

[Chorus: Kelly
I to thank you, heavenly Father
For your light on me
been a long time
Since I had someone to me
I owe my thanks to

They never expressed, that life's a of death
They never go there, but you can blow
The 25 to life and greens from
Where, outta nowhere, you in the bus, hands is
Can't call your Mom, dog, you know times is
You was out yesterday, stressing a way
Funny thing, always seem to lock down Kings
And the on the street just love to say, "It's all foul."
Watch the honeys your style
Worthless, when they worship, you purchase
They only see ice, not me, the surface
the purpose? I just, go my way
Know my way, bullets blow my way
Which they might, 'cause any night can change your
Keep your state of mind tight and remain
It's plain to fight, but to shoot
And do it
If you ain't 10 different to get loot.

Hey, yo, we handle rap we do the street
heat
It's them same niggas
Watching dough, ain't nothing sweet,
Buying beats is like copping
Niggas got too scams
To give you garbage, the butters to their mans
That's aiight,
'Cause even ready gets sold on our block
Watch us nothing into nitro
And we mingle
'Cause of us don't really know you
From the heart, we talk to strangers
So why
Anyway, we're rapping for this luxury
I watch niggas blow
See how shit can get
But we ain't trying to kiss ass to blow up
We gonna take our time and rely strictly on the
If I, wasn't cat, Sheek Lucian, that rap
Would you be my man
And your bottle to my hand
Would I be in the
While you pass me in the
Oh, you think by now that I don't already know your
To get next to me and sex me
Then slip Ecstasy inside a nigga's
Money'll amount to respect, be
And you don't want to me
God blessed me.

And I
I know that it not happen without you
I know it not happen without you