Luyện nghe bài hát I Wanna Thank You

1 I wanna you, pimps and players
2 For sharing your with me
3 I wanna all of the hustlers
4 For showing me life, on the street
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 I never
6 you
7 me mayne
8 Uhh, sprinkle me

Ahh up by the best, check it out
Uhh, marinatin on the corner with a chip in his
You can tell the Hillside was his home
Mo' scrill than the rest of the
he got a chop suey in the bushes
Dice game, craps, puffin on drinkin Boilermakers
M.D. 20/20 mixed with Boone's, Farm's, and English
Around the clock, deuce-four-seven,
Where I come dead right, twerkin over
Business boomin off the buzzer, and I'm a camper
Til the homey beat his bootch down for no 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 heads got shot on body soil
Po'-po's on ass like hot baby oil
Play your cards right son can have cash
But you gotta get in and out if you 'em to last

1 Uhh pimps and
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 you, that's real
7 me mayne
8 me mayne
* Lace me

I was sprinkled at a age
Laced down Trump tight, taught by the best
Some of them livin, some of them done been put to rest
But I was blessed, and luckily I 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
That put it down and 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 talkin shit all day
Nationwide, where I stay to where you stay
B like the Savage beast, keep yo' creased
Stick to the and don't be sellin 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 than a oil well
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' me yo' life on the streets
5 And I that'll I never
6 you, that's so damn real
7 me mayne
8 Sprinkle me
* Suga, me gal
* c'mon uh, sprinkle me gal

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

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

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