Luyện nghe bài hát I Wanna Thank You

1 I wanna thank you, 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 that'll I never
6 you
7 Oooo-oooo-ooooh, about you
8
3 All the
4 C'mon, right
5 And I KNOW I never
6 you
7 me mayne
8 Uhh, sprinkle me

Ahh laced up by the best, it out
Uhh, marinatin on the corner with a chip in his
You can tell that the was his home
Mo' scrill the rest of the pushers
Cause he got a suey in the bushes
Dice game, craps, puffin on Taylor's Boilermakers
M.D. 20/20 mixed with Boone's, Farm's, and Olde
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 beat his down for no reason with the Zenith hammer
Things started gettin sloppy, started rollin over
Niggaz started steppin on dope and stretchin the crack synthetic
Turf got hot hella heads got shot on dead soil
Po'-po's on that ass like hot oil
Play your cards 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 I never
6 Forget you, that's
7 Sprinkle me
8 Lace me
* Lace me

I was at a young age
Laced with Trump tight, taught by the best
Some of them still livin, some of them done put to rest
But I was blessed, and I made it out
But I confess, I wouldn't a made it without
The big timers, the top-hats, the
The street hustlers, the pistol packin Daniel
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 this big time talkin shit all day
Nationwide, from where I to where you stay
B the Savage beast, keep yo' game creased
to the rules and don't be sellin out to no police
I always paid attention the game was preached
Had all the street slang and the latest
And now I'm makin more mail than a oil
Up all night tryin to get my money right

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

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

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

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