Luyện nghe bài hát I Wanna Thank You

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

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

1 Uhh and players
2 For sharing your with me
3 All the
4 Fo' showin me yo' life on the
5 And I know that'll I
6 you, that's real
7 me mayne
8 Lace me
* Lace me

I was sprinkled at a age
Laced down with Trump tight, taught by the
Some of them still livin, some of them done put to rest
But I was blessed, and luckily I it out
But I must confess, I wouldn't a made it
The big timers, the top-hats, the
The street hustlers, the pistol packin Boone's
put it down and paved the way, for me to say
The things I say, and I'm proud to be straight the Yay
To U.K. I spits this big talkin shit all day
Nationwide, where I stay to where you stay
B like the Savage beast, keep yo' game
Stick to the and don't be sellin out to no police
I always paid attention when the game was
Had all the street slang and the latest
And now I'm more mail than a oil well
Up all night tryin to get my money right

1 Uh, uh and players (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, that's so real
7 Sprinkle me
8 me mayne
* Suga, me gal
* c'mon uh, sprinkle me gal

It started my momma (yo' momma?) Hard headed and all
She said, Only the strong survive, Suga stay
a bunch of fools, that used to ride
Smob, stay jobbin they was raw
Without a pot to in
to drive through the turf in them candy paint Benzes
I've run all this game that the pop
Spittin enough game to a notch on the jock
Now the game's the same, but the changed
Ain't nothin but a thang, it real mayne
timer (timer timer)
Uhh, yeah, that's my nogga sprinkle
Paper chasin steady flowin to the
It ain't no like home, oooh oooh
Pay my respects and give my
To all the soldiers on the and in the institutions

1 Insti-tutions {I wanna you, pimps and players} that's right
2 FO' yo' game with me
3 Uhh {yeahhh ooh ooh ooh} all the
4 so damn real
5 And I know I never
6 {Forget forget you
7 me mayne, sprinkle me mayne {and that's real}
8 C'mon, sprinkle me mayne that's right
* me mayne {sprinkle thee}

That right? Forty-water, the click
my sista Suga T
Lettin know how we do it up in the Yay
7-0-7 1-0
That's the roll with
And it goes for all the nationwide
Pimpin players, for tyin my shoes and me up