Luyện nghe bài hát I Wanna Thank You

1 I wanna you, pimps and players
2 For sharing your with me
3 I thank all of the hustlers
4 For me your life, on the street
5 And I that'll I never
6 you
7 Oooo-oooo-ooooh, about you
8
3 All the
4 C'mon, that's
5 And I KNOW that'll I
6 you
7 Sprinkle me
8 Uhh, me mayne

Ahh laced up by the best, it out
Uhh, marinatin on the corner with a chip in his
You can tell the Hillside was his home
Mo' scrill than the of the pushers
Cause he got a chop suey in the
Dice game, craps, puffin on Taylor's Boilermakers
M.D. 20/20 mixed with Boone's, Farm's, and English
Around the clock, deuce-four-seven,
Where I come dead right, twerkin over
Business boomin off the buzzer, and I'm a camper
Til the homey beat his bootch down for no reason with the hammer
Things started sloppy, dude started rollin over
Niggaz started steppin on dope and stretchin the crack synthetic
Turf got hot hella heads got shot on dead body
Po'-po's on ass like hot baby oil
Play cards right son everybody can have cash
But you gotta get in and out if you 'em to last

1 Uhh pimps and
2 For your game with me
3 All the
4 Fo' showin me yo' life on the
5 And I know I never
6 Forget you, real
7 Sprinkle me
8 Lace me
* me mayne

I was at a young age
Laced down Trump tight, taught by the best
Some of them still livin, some of them been put to rest
But I was blessed, and luckily I it out
But I confess, I wouldn't a made it without
The big timers, the top-hats, the
The street hustlers, the pistol Daniel Boone's
That put it down and the way, for me to say
The I say, and I'm proud to be straight from the Yay
To U.K. I spits this big time talkin all day
Nationwide, where I stay to where you stay
B like the Savage beast, yo' game creased
Stick to the rules and be sellin out to no police
I paid attention when the game was preached
Had all the slang and the latest speech
And now I'm more mail than a oil well
Up all night tryin to get my money orders

1 Uh, uh pimps and (pimps and players)
2 For sharing your with me
3 All the
4 C'mon (c'mon) fo' showin me yo' life on the
5 And I that'll I never
6 Forget you, so damn real
7 me mayne
8 me mayne
* Suga, me gal
* c'mon uh, sprinkle me gal

It started from my momma (yo' momma?) Hard and all
She said, Only the strong survive, Suga strong
Seein a of fools, that used to ride
Smob, stay jobbin they was raw
a pot to piss in
Used to drive the turf in them candy paint Benzes
I've run all this that the hustlers pop
Spittin enough game to keep a notch on the
Now the game's the same, but the players
nothin but a thang, keep it real mayne
Timer (timer timer)
Uhh, yeah, that's my sprinkle thee
Paper chasin flowin to the dome
It ain't no like home, oooh oooh
Pay my respects and give my
To all the on the streets and in the institutions

1 Insti-tutions {I thank you, pimps and players} that's right
2 FO' sharin yo' with me
3 Uhh ooh ooh ooh} all the hustlers
4 That's so real
5 And I that'll I never
6 {Forget forget you
7 Lace me mayne, sprinkle me {and that's real}
8 C'mon, sprinkle me mayne {yeah} right
* Lace me mayne {sprinkle

That right? Forty-water, the click
With my Suga T
Lettin y'all how we do it up in the Yay
4-1-5 1-0
That's the roll with
And it for all the hustlers nationwide
Pimpin players, for my shoes and lacin me up