Luyện nghe bài hát I Wanna Thank You

1 I wanna thank you, pimps and
2 For sharing game with me
3 I wanna all of the hustlers
4 For showing me 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 that'll I never
6 you
7 me mayne
8 Uhh, me mayne

Ahh laced up by the best, it out
Uhh, marinatin on the with a chip in his phone
You can tell that the Hillside was his
Mo' than the rest of the pushers
Cause he got a chop in the bushes
Dice game, craps, puffin on Taylor's drinkin
M.D. 20/20 mixed with Boone's, Farm's, and Olde
Around the clock, deuce-four-seven,
Where I dead right, twerkin over shit
Business boomin off the buzzer, and I'm a camper
Til the beat his bootch down for no reason with the Zenith hammer
Things started gettin sloppy, started rollin over
Niggaz started steppin on dope and stretchin the synthetic yola
Turf got hot heads got shot on dead body soil
on that ass like hot baby oil
Play your cards right son everybody can have
But you get in and out if you expect 'em to last

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

I was sprinkled at a age
down with Trump tight, taught by the best
Some of them still livin, some of done been put to rest
But I was blessed, and I made it out
But I must confess, I a made it without
The big timers, the top-hats, the
The street hustlers, the packin Daniel Boone's
put it down and paved the way, for me to say
The things I say, and I'm proud to be from the Yay
To U.K. I spits this big time talkin all day
Nationwide, from where I stay to where you
B the Savage beast, keep yo' game creased
to the rules and don't be sellin out to no police
I always attention when the game was preached
Had all the street slang and the speech
And now I'm makin more mail than a oil
Up all tryin to get my money orders right

1 Uh, uh pimps and (pimps and players)
2 For sharing Game with me
3 All the
4 C'mon (c'mon) fo' me yo' life on the streets
5 And I know I never
6 Forget you, so damn real
7 Sprinkle me
8 Sprinkle me
* 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, stay strong
Seein a bunch of fools, used to ride
Smob, jobbin knew they was raw
a pot to piss in
Used to drive through the turf in them candy Benzes
I've run all this that the hustlers pop
Spittin enough game to keep a on the jock
Now the game's the same, but the players
Ain't nothin but a thang, keep it real
timer (timer timer)
Uhh, yeah, that's my nogga thee
Paper chasin steady to the dome
It ain't no place like home, oooh
Pay my respects and my contributions
To all the on the streets and in the institutions

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

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