Luyện nghe bài hát Thank God

I just wanna god
Through the and the bad
Come take a look at my
I couldn't passed with all these crooks in my class
Gotta with the punches
Talking and the jabs
I be last
the riches
My on the gas
They making more
you in the law station
My tainted
I could them at the door waiting
This a cold day in
If I run Satan
Got me praying to the
my diamond cross hanging
Get killed for a payment
These niggas reckless and
Clear the
Post up your body and a meme of it
I about success
And I a couple promises
Get the bag and look back
That shit was
You stay, say you dumb
Leave out, say you hiding
50 Queens
Stacks stayed, and they him
left Harlem
Al and they bodied him
Niggas Shmurders but look what they did to Bob and them
I speak to Rowdy to time
He ain't spiritually
We got a classic
I wait until the hood it
I steer it
I'm watching my man cook up a piece
I'm taking
Tryna his whip, like a car thief
You sweet
Keep your
I'll use it
My said
He just aim at your head and shoot it
He for the word
I'm to just tell him do it
I ain't
I'll make the caste get theraputed
'Cause opportunity now
I the lock
gun
I spin your block
When I your block
I sell in Hell's Kitchen
well written
You either be a dead victim or jail sentence
Shells
Fuck rain, I let hit 'em
He
him like a dog
If he clip him
The that I'm rhyming is deep
You see how I vibe to the
Pop died, I was weak
For nights that I cried in my
was thoughts in my head
Like how could be?
Went starter on the team
Now you just outta the
Damn, and now you just the league
And just for you I keep a
The on the sleeve