Luyện nghe bài hát I Wanna Thank You

1 I wanna thank you, and players
2 For sharing your with me
3 I thank 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, forget 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 up by the best, check it out
Uhh, marinatin on the corner with a chip in his
You can tell that the Hillside was his
Mo' scrill than the of the pushers
he got a chop suey in the bushes
Dice game, craps, puffin on Taylor's Boilermakers
M.D. 20/20 mixed with Boone's, Farm's, and 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 his bootch down for no reason with the Zenith hammer
started gettin sloppy, dude started rollin over
Niggaz started on dope and stretchin the crack synthetic yola
got hot hella heads got shot on dead body soil
Po'-po's on that ass like hot oil
Play your 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' me yo' life on the streets
5 And I that'll I never
6 Forget you, that's
7 Sprinkle me
8 me mayne
* Lace me

I was sprinkled at a age
Laced down Trump tight, taught by the best
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 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 straight the Yay
To U.K. I spits big time talkin shit all day
Nationwide, from I stay to where you stay
B like the Savage beast, keep yo' game
Stick to the rules and don't be sellin out to no
I paid attention when the game was preached
Had all the street slang and the latest
And now I'm makin more than a oil well
Up all night tryin to get my money right

1 Uh, uh and players (pimps and players)
2 For sharing 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, so damn real
7 me mayne
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 survive, Suga stay strong
Seein a bunch of fools, that used to
Smob, stay jobbin they was raw
a pot to piss in
Used to drive the turf in them candy paint Benzes
I've run all this that the hustlers pop
Spittin enough game to a notch on the jock
Now the the same, but the players changed
Ain't nothin but a thang, keep it real
Timer (timer timer)
Uhh, yeah, that's my nogga sprinkle
Paper chasin steady to the dome
It no place like home, oooh oooh
Pay my and give my contributions
To all the soldiers on the and in the institutions

1 Insti-tutions {I wanna thank you, pimps and that's right
2 FO' yo' game with me
3 Uhh {yeahhh ooh ooh all the hustlers
4 That's so real
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} that's
* Lace me {sprinkle thee}

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