Luyện nghe bài hát I Wanna Thank You

1 I wanna you, pimps and players
2 For sharing your game 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, right
5 And I KNOW that'll I
6 you
7 Sprinkle me
8 Uhh, sprinkle me

Ahh laced up by the best, it out
Uhh, marinatin on the corner 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
Dice game, craps, on Taylor's drinkin Boilermakers
M.D. mixed with Boone's, Farm's, and Olde English
Around the clock, deuce-four-seven,
I come dead right, twerkin over shit
Business boomin off the buzzer, and I'm a happy
Til the homey his bootch down for no reason with the Zenith hammer
Things started gettin sloppy, dude started rollin
Niggaz started on dope and stretchin the crack synthetic yola
Turf got hot hella got shot on dead body soil
Po'-po's on that ass hot baby 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 game me
3 All the
4 Fo' showin me yo' on the streets
5 And I know that'll I
6 you, that's real
7 Sprinkle me
8 Lace me
* me mayne

I was sprinkled at a age
Laced down with tight, taught by the best
Some of them still livin, some of them done been put to
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 hustlers, the pistol packin Daniel Boone's
That put it and paved 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 talkin shit all day
Nationwide, from I stay to where you stay
B like the Savage beast, 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 and the latest speech
And now I'm makin more mail a oil well
Up all tryin to get my money orders right

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

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

1 Insti-tutions {I wanna thank you, and players} that's right
2 FO' sharin yo' game me
3 Uhh {yeahhh ooh ooh all the hustlers
4 That's so real
5 And I know that'll I
6 {Forget you} you
7 Lace me mayne, sprinkle me {and that's real}
8 C'mon, me mayne {yeah} that's right
* Lace me mayne {sprinkle

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