Luyện nghe bài hát I Wanna Thank You

1 I wanna you, pimps and players
2 For your game with me
3 I wanna thank all of the
4 For showing me your life, on the
5 And I know that'll I
6 you
7 Oooo-oooo-ooooh, forget you
8
3 All the
4 C'mon, that's
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 with a chip in his phone
You can that the Hillside was his home
Mo' than the rest of the pushers
Cause he got a suey in the bushes
Dice game, craps, puffin on drinkin Boilermakers
M.D. 20/20 mixed Boone's, Farm's, and Olde English
the clock, deuce-four-seven, three-sixty-fifth
Where I come right, twerkin over shit
Business boomin off the buzzer, and I'm a happy
Til the homey beat his bootch down for no reason with the hammer
Things started gettin sloppy, dude started over
Niggaz started steppin on dope and stretchin the crack yola
Turf got hot hella heads got shot on body soil
Po'-po's on that ass like hot oil
Play your cards right son everybody can have
But you get in and out if you expect 'em to last

1 Uhh pimps and
2 For sharing your with me
3 All the
4 Fo' showin me yo' on the streets
5 And I that'll I never
6 Forget you, that's
7 Sprinkle me
8 me mayne
* me mayne

I was sprinkled at a age
Laced down with tight, taught by the best
of them still livin, some of them done been put to rest
But I was blessed, and I made it out
But I must confess, I wouldn't a 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 things I say, and I'm to be straight from the Yay
To U.K. I spits this big time shit all day
Nationwide, from where I stay to where you
B the Savage beast, keep yo' game creased
Stick to the rules and don't be out to no police
I always paid 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 night tryin to get my money orders

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

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

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

That right? Forty-water, from the
With my Suga T
y'all know how we do it up in the Yay
7-0-7 1-0
That's the carI with
And it goes for all the nationwide
Pimpin players, for my shoes and lacin me up